Torchwood, Series 4: Miracle Day

Esther:
That man-

Jack:
He was after me, not you.

Esther Why? Why would he want you dead?

Jack:
On the very day that no one's dying? Wish I knew. And what got you so involved?

Esther:
I'm not even authorized for this, but this friend of mine, I was telling him about Torchwood and he crashed his car while I was talking to him. And I can't help but thinking that it's all my fault.

Jack:
I know the feeling.

Esther:
So what is Torchwood?

Jack:
Torchwood no longer exists.

Esther:
Then what was it? Because there were photos in that file of a man who looked just like you, but it said 1939, then 1925. Is he your father?

Jack:
I suppose it must be. [grimaces]

Esther:
Are you all right?

Jack:
Yeah. I hurt my arm.

Esther:
Considering what we just went through, I would say that was a miracle.

Jack:
Yeah, another one. The Torchwood Institute was set up by the British Royal Family in 1879 to defend the realm of Great Britain by investigating the unusual, the strange. And the alien.

Esther:
I'm kind of guessing alien doesn't mean foreign.

Jack:
Alien. As in extraterrestrial.

Esther:
Oh, my God.

Jack:
This whole situation worldwide, that's exactly the kind of thing we used to investigate.

Esther:
Torchwood, they said that people died, but there was that other photo. Gwen Cooper. There was no date of death.

Jack:
She's still alive. The last one left. And I'm gonna keep her safe, which means making sure that the Institute stays dead and buried.

Esther:
So that first email last night, the one that just said Torchwood? [takes a drink of water]

Jack:
Wasn't me. God knows who it was. But that was enough to call me back, and I got to work releasing the malware, destroying hard copies, removing all traces of the word, using Retcon. What's Retcon?

Esther:
What's Retcon?

Jack:
It's a smart drug. Selective amnesia.

Esther:
[realising] No.

Jack:
You won't remember a thing. [catches Esther as she passes out] Nice to meet you, Esther.