Gwen: Excuse me. Have you seen a blowfish driving a sportscar? The woman points the way Thank you.
Woman: Bloody Torchwood.

Jack: Hey kids. Did you miss me? laughs

Owen: Where were you?
Jack: I found my doctor.
Owen: Did he fix you?
Jack: What's to fix? You don't mess with this level of perfection.

Mugger: Come any closer I'll open up his neck.
Captain John Hart: Fine.
Mugger: What?
Hart: Which artery do you normally sever?
Mugger: I'm not bluffing!
Hart: Well see, now you've given yourself away. Only someone who's bluffing ever says they aren't.

Gwen: Good in charge again, you.
Jack: I was hoping for a little power struggle. Resolved by some naked wrestling.

Gwen: ...He's supposed to be our boss and we know nothing about him. Drives me crazy.
Ianto: It is more fun when he's around though.
Owen: Yeah. No. Definitely.
Gwen: Yeah it is.

Hart: You put on weight.
Jack: You're losing your hair.
Hart: What are you wearing?
Jack: Captain Jack Harkness. Note the stripes.
Hart: Captain John Hart. Note the sarcasm.
Jack: Hey, I worked my way up through the ranks.
Hart: I bet the ranks were very grateful.
Jack: I need a drink.
Hart: I thought you'd never ask.
Jack: So, uh, how was rehab?
Hart: Rehabs. Plural.
Jack: Drink, drugs sex and—
Hart: Murder.
Jack: You went to murder rehab?
Hart: I know. Ridiculous. The odd kill, who does it hurt?
Jack: You clean now?
Hart: Yeah. Kicked everything. Living like a priest.

Hart: You've got a team. How sweet. Oh. Pretty little friends. No blond though. You need a blond.
Owen: God, he's worse than Jack.
Hart: Do you have a team name? I love team names. C'mon.
Jack: Torchwood.
Hart: Oh. Not Excalibur? Uh, Blizzard? Bikini Cops? No? Torchwood. Oh dear.

Jack: We go back.
Hart: Excuse me. We more than go back. We were partners.
Ianto: In what way?
Hart: In every way. And then some.
Jack: It was two weeks.
Hart: Except the two weeks was trapped in a time loop so we were together for five years. It was like having a wife.
Jack: You were the wife.
Hart: You were the wife.
Jack: No. You were the wife.
Hart: Oh, but I was a good wife.
Tosh: I bet you were. Owen looks at her. What? Pretend you haven't noticed he's cute.
Hart: They're just shy.

Hart: I muted the comm system after we left the Palace Under the Pavement. I love my little wrist strap.

Hart: Your friends are bleeding, dying. And you barely have time to save them.

Hart: Pretty and resilient. Is that even fair.
Gwen: Maybe you didn't realize. you can beat, shoot, threaten and even poison us and we keep coming back. Stronger every time.
Hart: Well I think you oughta know your boss is splayed out on the— Jack walks in pavement. Now that's impressive. Seriously, you can earn a fortune in the Vegas galleries with an act like that. Go on, how's it work?
Jack: I can't die.
Hart: No but really?
Jack: No but really.

Hart: So I'm thinking 50-50, even split. Good deal. Or if anyone fancies an orgy. Ianto contemplates it for a moment

Hart: The orgy's still an offer by the way. Especially now I've got the cuffs out.

Hart: I think I'm starting to see what he likes about this place. She's beautiful. He's stunning.
Gwen: Don't you ever stop?
Hart: What? Five minutes to live you want me to behave? Oh that's gorgeous.
Gwen: That's a poodle.

PC Andy: No other reason I could think of for keeping sports equipment in the bedroom.
Jack: Oh, you should come by my house for a game of hockey some time.

Ianto: "Just us. In this room. For as long as it takes." Terrifying.
Jack: Really?
Ianto: Absolutely. Shivers down my spine.
Jack: You don't look scared.
Ianto: It passed.

Jack: Okay Beth. You make lightbulbs blow, we can't break your skin. What planet are you from?

Tosh: We have to take it easy, Jack. Stop at the first sign of trouble.
Ianto: Or the first sign of exploding.

Beth: Your bedside manner's rubbish.
Gwen: You should see his manners in bed. They're atrocious. Apparently. So I've heard.
Ianto: Oh, they are. I remember this one time—
Jack: Ahem.

Gwen: Do you feel human?
Beth: Yes.
Gwen: Yes. Well then you are. What makes us human is in our minds not our bodies.

Jack about Beth: What did she do? Is it a virus, a lockdown?
Tosh: No, she's just turned off the lights.
Jack: What is it with her and lightbulbs?

Jack: Tosh, you switched off the tranceiver?
Tosh: Yes.
Jack: Are you sure?
Tosh: Well I was until you asked.

Gwen about Patrick Granger: Why would anybody want to kill him?
Ianto: Also the city coordinator. Takes charge of the city in case of major emergencies. Has all the security protocols.
Owen: How'd you know about that?
Ianto: I know everything. And it says so on the bottom of the screen.

Jack: Come on! Have a little faith. With a dashing hero like me on the case how can we fail?
Ianto: He is dashing, you have to give him that.

Owen: What if they can't stop it?
Tosh: They'll stop it.
Owen: Yeah, but if they can't?
Ianto: Then it's... all over.
Owen: Let's all have sex.
Ianto: And I thought the end of the world couldn't get any worse.

Tosh: You're the only one who can stop this. If you don't it's the end of everything!

Gerald: Tommy, I think you'd better come with us.
Tommy: Why?
Gerald: Don't worry. I'm Gerald, this is Hannah. We'll look after you.
Tommy: But who are you?
Gerald: We're Torchwood.

Owen: Gets harder every year.
Ianto: Good left hook though.

Gwen: Jack have you got any more of those pretty boys in the freezer?
Jack: Hands off, Missy. Tosh got there first.

Owen: He's a frozen soldier from 1918.
Ianto: Nobody's perfect.

Tommy: Give you women the vote, equal rights, look what happens, eh?

Tommy: A million British soldiers killed during the Great War. It's like walking into hell.

Tommy: Seems like there's always a war somewhere.
Tosh: It's not exactly a war.
Tommy: Looks like one.

Tommy: Did you never wonder if we're worth saving? The human race?
Tosh: Yes. I think we're worth saving. Wars and all.

Jack: Okay. Linear time. Screwed up time. Imagine your life is a straight line. From birth to death. Now try drawing that line on the paper without straightening it out.
Gwen: It's impossible.
Jack: That's why we've gotta stop it.

Owen: No, I understand. I didn't think you had some fetish for defrosted men. I just, um, don't want you to get hurt. That's all. If you have to say goodbye.

Tommy: So I'll be saving the world in some pajamas. How daft is that?

Tosh: Does Tommy know what happens to him?
Jack: No.
Tosh: If he asks then what do I say?

Jack: This time tomorrow he'll be back in 1918.
Ianto: His own time. Would you go back to yours? If you could?
Jack: Why? Would you miss me?
Ianto: Yup.
Jack: I left home a long time ago. I don't know where I really belong. Maybe that doesn't matter anymore.

Gwen: Have you ever eaten alien meat?
Jack: Yeah.
Gwen: What was it like?
Jack: He seemed to enjoy it.

Ianto: Did you bring the alarm deactivator? Owen shoots it. Well that's one way of doing it.

Rhys: What exactly do I need protecting from, huh?
Gwen: I catch aliens!

Rhys: Have you been brainwashed? Is that it, yeah? Is that what's happened? 'Cause you are talking some high-grade shit here.

Tosh about the alien: If we understood how it worked we could feed the world.
Ianto: We could release a single.

Jack: All you did tonight was mess things up. Now we have to think of a way to get back in and thanks to you they'll have tightened security.
Rhys: Well if you'd stopped and asked me exactly what I saw in there instead of showing off about the place—
Jack: Do I show off?
Ianto: Just a bit.
Rhys: —You'd know that I got out by telling them I wanted a job as a delivery boy. So rather than cock things up I found you a way to get in. But if you can't handle that, Big Boy, then you can stuff it.
Jack: This is quite homoerotic.
Gwen stepping in: No no no no... Jack, he is not getting us in.
Jack: Team meeting. to Rhys You too.

Owen: We've handled bigger than this. Why don't we just storm in, guns in the air, and arrest 'em.
Jack: These guys aren't organized criminals. If we go in, guns blazing, they'll kill the evidence and run.
Owen: I wasn't suggesting blazing. Just waving.

Rhys to Jack: You're not gay by any chance, are you?

Owen: Tosh, do you really think I look like a rodent?

Jack: I let go of his hand. It was the worst day of my life. It's the last day I want to remember.

Tosh: You write about artifacts in your diary?
Ianto: Among other things.

Adam: What's wrong?
Ianto: My diary. You're not in it. Everyone else is. Why would I leave you out when you've been here so long? Like I'm remembering a man who doesn't exist.

Adam: All human record is a lie. You twist it into what you want to believe.

Rhys: Do you remember that?
Gwen: No. It felt like the first time. But it was nice.

Adam: Jack, you know me. You recruited me three years ago.
Jack: All I know is that when I think of my team I see you there but I don't feel anything for you. No pride, no warmth.

Jack: Let me take you back to before we all met.

Owen: I don't do flowers. And I definitely don't do apologies.

Jack: I found your diary. And for the record, measuring tapes never lie.

Jack: Suddenly in an underground mortuary, on a wet night in Cardiff, I hear the sound of a nightengale. Miss Martha Jones.

Jack: Dr. Jones is from UNIT.
Gwen: Oh, um, sorry. I get a bit, a bit confused. Which one's UNIT?
Jack: Intelligence, military, cute red caps, um, the acceptable face of intelligence gathering on aliens. We're more ad hoc. But better looking!

Jack: Come on Martha, be honest. You just came all this way to see me.
Martha: Still struggling to conquer your shyness, huh, Jack?

Jack: So. End of the World Survivors Club.
God, I am so glad to see you, Jack.
Jack: See, you did come all this way to see me. It's the jawline. Once seen, always yearned for.

Martha: We must be the only two people on the planet.
Gwen: I know. What are we doing wrong.

Jack: Raise your game,, girls.

Owen: So you and Jack go back a long way?
Martha: Forward and back, really.
Owen: What brought you together?
Martha: Let's say... we were under the same Doctor.

Owen: Right. Listen, Marie, you're gonna have to level with us. This could be a matter of life and death. Have you ever had a serious medical condition?
Marie: Too good to be true.
Martha: What'd you mean?
Marie: I had HIV.
Martha: You're perfectly clear of antibodies. That's not medically possible.
Marie: That's the Reset.

Jack: I had a boyfriend who's nostrils flared when he was lying.

Jack: (to Owen) Grey is so not her color.

Martha: I know it's hard to belive Owen, but I wasn't thinking of you.

Jack: I'd rely on Martha if the world was ending. In fact I did.

Martha: So am I right in thinking that you and he...?
Ianto: We... dabble.
Martha: Yeah?
Ianto: Yeah.
Martha: So what's his dabbling like?
Ianto: Innovative.
Martha: Really?
Ianto: Bordering on the avant garde.
Martha: Wow.
Ianto: Oh yeah.

Jack (about Martha): Did I mention she was brilliant?

Copley: I see you're a postgraduate student at the moment.
Martha: That's right.
Copley: Studying what?
Martha: Creative writing. So I really need the cash.

Martha: Owen! Can you hear me, Owen?
Tosh: You've got to help him!
Jack: Owen, stay with me. Owen, look at me. Look at me. Owen, look right at me. Stay with me, Owen. Stay with me. Stay with me, buddy. Come on!
Martha: Owen, speak to me! He's dead.
Jack: Owen...

Owen: I'm really gonna need that hand back.
Jack: Owen?
Ianto: Two minutes, twenty.
Jack: But I'm not using the glove!
Owen: But I'm still here.
Ianto: Oh, here we go again.

Owen to Martha: Is it still necrophilia if I'm conscious?

Tosh: Owen! What I said before, when I thought you were dead—
Owen: I'm not dying, I'm dead. I'm a headless chicken I just haven't stopped running about yet.
Tosh: Well, when I told you I—
Owen: Yeah. You didn't mean it. I know.

Owen: God I'm gonna miss farting. And sex.
Jack: Sex more than farting, I hope.

Owen: You've read Proust?
Jack: Yeah. Well, no. We dated for awhile. He was really immature.
Owen: You know, none of us know whether to take you seriously when you say those things.
Jack: You've lived as long as I have, you don't make anymore up.

Tosh: Are we seriously going to act on something she "Googled"?

Owen: I can't sleep, I can't drink and I can't shag. And they are three of my favorite things.

Ianto: I have searched for the phrase "I shall walk the Earth and my hunger will know no bounds", but I keep get redirected to Weight Watchers.

Owen: It's here. I can feel it.
Tosh: Owen you're scaring me.
Owen: I'm not exactly reassuring myself.

Owen: So why are you here?
Jamie: They're trying to make me have it again. It didn't work, thought. The cancer just comes back. It makes my hair fall out. I'm gonna die. I might as well do it with my eyebrows.

Tosh: Did he really beat death?
Jack: Well you can never really beat death, never escape it. It's always in the shadows waiting.

My name is Dr. Owen Harper. And this is my life. A life that is full of action, and violence, and work and wonder. And Secrets. Sex and love. And death. My death. The death I survived. The death I am now living for a— Except, this isn't living. Every day it's the same. I get up, get ready for work. The same as everyone else. The thing is, I'm not the same. I get to work and everyone's doing the same old thing. Babbling away about aliens, weddings. I'm not real. Three days ago I died and they think I'm fine. But they're wrong.

Maggie: You're dead.
Owen: Yeah I was brought back. Like Jesus, really. But without the beard, you know. Shit, I'm never gonna have a beard. Not that I wanted one you understand, but one day I—
Maggie: Okay, you're dead. That's clearly a bit shit and I'm sorry and everything but if you are dead then why are you here? You can't be wanting to jump. You can't die twice.
Owen: Sorry are you an expert?
Maggie: Sorry are you an idiot?

Owen: You're kinda cute when you babble.
Martha: And you're kinda cute when you're not chucking a scalpel about.
Owen: I'm making the sodding coffee. I mean c'mon, won't your bloke be missing you? How about Jack? Has he seen Jack? They always get jealous when they meet Jack.
Martha: Owen, I don't want your job. I'm trying to do mine.

Maggie: So she offers to help you and you push her away. Charming.
Owen: Yeah, hole in the chest. Sorry if I dont follow social niceties anymore.
Maggie: You mean you did before?
Owen: God you're a pain in the ass.

Jack: Thirty-six minutes. Not bad.
Owen: You were watching?
Jack: Skinny guy in tight jeans runs into water? I was taking pictures.

Owen: Heat sensors. they don't react to his movement I'm literally too cool for school.

Parker: You're Torchwood, yes? Did the American send you?
Owen: Yeah, he sent me. How do you know so much about us?
Parker: They could've sent that Japanese girl. I like her.
Owen: Yeah, well, I'm sorry. You got me.
Parker: Is she, uh, on your phone thing? That earpiece?
Owen: Yeah.
Parker: to Tosh Hello! Just to say you've got very lovely legs. You should show them off more.

Parker: Don't you sit there pontificating. You're just a boy, what do you know about anything? I've traveled the world. Fought in the war. Started my own business.Made a fortune. Married. Widowed. My collection, all of it. I've done so much. And this is where I ended up. Alone. Lying in my own piss, And do you know what I want?
Owen: Clean sheets?

Owen to Maggie: We all assume life's gonna be shit, don't we? It's all just darkness. But you know? Sometimes it's not.

Owen: Listen, Gwen, you are going to be fine. I promise. If there was any biological incompatibility you would be dead.

Owen: Gwen I hate to say this but you're going to have to postpone the wedding.
Gwen: No! No way. Have you any idea how much a wedding costs?
Jack: Listen, Gwen. You are not carrying baby Jesus in there.

Brenda: What a lovely outfit. Such a brave choice for you.
Mrs. Cooper: And you were so made for green.

Banana: Alright, love? You've got a big box. Do you want a hand with that?
Tosh: No thank you, I'm fine.
Banana: You going to the wedding?
Tosh: I'm a friend of Gwen's.
Banana: I'm Banana. S'pose you can tell why.
Tosh: You come up in spots and go soft quickly?
Banana: Actually I'm the best man.
Tosh: Evolution is full of surprises.

Jack: What is it with you? Ever since Owen died all you ever do is agree with him.
Ianto: I was brought up never to speak ill of the dead. Even if they still do most of the talking themselves.

Brenda: Gwen seems to be taking her time.
Mrs. Cooper: You remember how it is, Brenda. The bride likes to make an entrance.
Brenda: Maybe. But I wasn't late for my wedding.
Mrs. Cooper: No. Barry might have got away.

Brenda: The problem seems to be an American with no sense of timing or fashion.

Ianto: Jack, I'm afraid the situation is uncontained.

Owen about Gwen : That's the kind of daughter every mother must dream of. Cool as ice, packing an automatic.

Rhys: Hey, are you all right?
Gwen: I'm running around in a wedding dress with what feels like a keg of lager stuck up my skirt. What do you think, Rhys?

Shape Shifter: Let me have my young and I won't hurt you.
Rhys: You're too late, it's gone! I've had a gutful of you. You get my girlfriend pregnant, you impersonate my mum, and you ruin my wedding day! the chainsaw dies Fuck.
Shape Shifter: Rhys, you're a bad boy. And you know what bad boys get! she explodes
Jack: How's that for a shape shift?

Jack: That whole Evil Dead thing looks pretty good on you, Rhys.

Jack: Enjoy the honeymoon.
Gwen: I will. What will you do while I'm gone?
Jack: Oo, the usual. Pizza. Ianto.

Ianto: That's what I love about Torchwood. By day you're chasing the scum of the Universe, come midnight, you're the Wedding Fairy.

Ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys! Have we got a show for you tonight. A once-in-a-lifetime show! Amaze your ears, astonish your eyes, then run along home and tell your friends and neighbors. A once-in-a-lifetime show. Never to be forgotten for the rest of your lives. So why not step inside? We're waiting for you.

Owen: Do you recognize any of your long lost relatives, Gwen? There's Auntie Peggy, she's on the gin again.
Ianto: Can you be quiet?

Ianto: All those acts performing for us. Part of history, trapped on film forever.
Jack: Their days were numbered. Cinema may have saved their images but it finished off the travelling shows. Killed them.

Jonathan: I've been compiling old footage of Hope Street and the Electro for opening night. But the circus clips weren't on it, I swear.
Jack: So the film that was shown wasn't meant to be here?
No. And that's what's so scary. I mean, it kind of played itself. It's like it wanted to be seen.
Jack: Like something was trying to get through.

Tosh: I don't believe this, Jack. What were you doing there?
Owen: He's part of this freakshow.
Jack: Yeah. Something's never change.
Owen: You being rude about me?

Jack: Ianto, with me. I need your local knowledge.
Gwen: Oh! Is that what you're calling it these days?

Christina: Your eyes are older than your face.
Jack: Is that a bad thing?
Christina: Yes.

Jack: Those reels of film in Jonathan's workroom—
Ianto: I took them out, destroyed them. Let's hope that's an end to it.
Jack: What worries me are all those long lost pieces of film, tucked away in dusty cellars, hidden in lofts. The night travellers could still be there, somewhere. Just waiting.

Gwen: Could be one of the lights on the barrage.
PC Andy: Alright, stop lying. You know what happened here. Why aren't you telling me?
Gwen: What are you talking about, Andy?
PC Andy: Right, 45 minutes later. What's your mate Mulder doing there?
Gwen: Jack.

Gwen: I'm sorry. I know. I'm late.
Rhys: Three hours!
Gwen: It was a work thing. Time just got away from me. Oo, wine! We can do it another time though, yeah?
Rhys: This is the fourth "another time," Gwen. You said you'd cook.
Gwen: Did I?

Tosh: We've always believed that things can only come through the Rift one way. What if we're wrong? What if the Rift doesn't just leave stuff behind? Wht if it also takes?

PC Andy: How's Rhys? Other than hungry?

Owen: "God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change."
Gwen: Oh bollocks to serenity.
Owen: For a lovely girl you've got a very dirty mouth.

Rhys: You know sometimes I fucking hate you. I mean look at you. Caught up in your little group like nothing else matters. And being a hero is an end in itself. Well it's not. You saved the city. Well done. You saved the [?]. What for? I mean why are you doing it? What are you trying to protect? Wht are you fighting for?
Gwen: Because if I don't , Rhys—
Rhys: Shut up. I'm talking now, right. You do it so people can live their lives. And there's nothing more important than that. Falling in love, getting married, buying flats, having kids or not. But real life. That's what you're protecting. And if you're starting to think that your shit is more important than real life then we're not going to last very long here, love.

Gwen: I wouldn't have come in if I'd known—
Jack: Always room for one more. We could have used you an hour ago for naked hide-and-seek.
Ianto: He cheats. He always cheats.

Jack: When I took over Torchwood there were two just like Jonah. Ravaged from falling through the Rift. Being kept in the vaults. Neglected. I wanted them looked after. Iset this place up, told the staff these were experiments that had gone wrong.

Gwen: I thought you wanted to know what happened to him.
Nikki: I did. I was wrong. It was better when I didn't know. Before you, I had hope.

Jack: You know these creatures are very quiet.
Owen: Maybe they're sleeping.
Ianto: Or hatching.
Tosh: Or maybe they aren't creatures at all.
Jack: They're explosive devices.
Owen: Snap.

1,392 Deaths Earlier:
Jack: How long have you been there? No response. The silent type. Okay. I used to date a guy with no mouth. Surprisingly creative. They assault him. Listen, you only had to ask. Wanna get a room now?

Blonde: We've been monitoring you. You've been killed 14 times in the last six months.
Jack: Feels like more than that.

Jack: You know, no one likes a smart ass.

NYE 1999
Alex: 21st Century, Jack. Everything's going to change. And we're not ready.

5 Years Earlier:
Tosh: Who are you?
Jack: Nobody. I don't exist. And for a man of my charisma that's quite an achievement.

21 months earlier:
Jack: Thanks for your assistance,
Ianto: Anytime. By the way, love the coat.

Jack: Come back with me. I've got somewhere nice and big where you can fly around.
Ianto: Okay, so you let a pterodactyl in and not me?
Jack: We need a guard dog.
Ianto: I can be that. And a receptionist.

Four years earlier:
Owen about Katie : I am losing her and I don't know what to do about that. So please.

Jack: You're fine. It's the rest of the world that's delusional.

John: Oh! Deja vu! Or did I say that already? Hey team. Of course there mighht be a few less of you by now. Don't know if you liked my little gift. "course you can't die. And with all that life, all that time, you can't spare any for me. Oh! Say Hi to the family.
Jack: No. It can't be.
John: Been awhile since you've seen your brother. Eh Jack?
Jack: Grey?
John: Okay, here's what's going to happen: Everything you love, everything you treasure. will die. I'm gonna tear your world apart, Captain Jack Harknes, piece by piece. Starting now. Maybe now you'll want to spend some time with me.

Jack: What do you want?
John: I want you to know that I love you.
Jack: Funny way of showing it.
John: No seriously. You have to understand. I really do love you. 'Cause this. Is gonna get nasty.

Rhys: I'm keeping more secrets than you'd ever believe.
Andy: Yeah right. Like what?
Rhys: Like a Time Agency based in Cardiff.
Gwen: Oh, it's not based in Cardiff.
Andy: Brilliant secret. I ask, you tell. Well done.

Jack: This is a little extreme, don't you think?
John: Oh what? Suddenly you're anti-bondage?
Jack: Why are you doing this?
John: Well see. Now you're interested in me. It's always the same. Nobody cares until you tie them up.

Ianto: Put Jack on right now.
John: Eye Candy! That was so masterful, so... bossy. So basically powerless.

Gwen: Okay, all of you, listen to me. We are going to fix this. We are going to put the city back together, we are going to find Jack, and we are going to punish John.

Grey: The only strength I have is my hatred for you.
Jack: I didn't know. I didn't realize until it was too late.
Grey: I begrudge you everything. I wanna rip it all from you, to leave you screaming in the dark. I will never absolve you. All of it, it's your fault.

Owen: Right, what's going on there?
Tosh: Just a... machine malfunction.
Owen: You hurt?
Tosh: Who me? No. I'm fine. It's just my arm.

Owen: Okay, Tosh. Let's do this thing. And ah, Tosh? Thank you.
Tosh: That's what I'm here for.

Tosh: I should've been able to stop it.
Owen: Shh. Come on, Tosh. There's no way you could've anticipated that power spike. Come on. Besides, you've saved my back so many times in the past. Right from the moment I joined.
Tosh: Your second week. I had to cover for you—pretend I was a medic—because you were hung over and unreachable.
Owen: What was it? Space Pig?
Tosh: Space Pig.
Owen: Yeah. We never did get that date, did we? You and me. We sort of, uh, missed each other. It was my fault. I didn't... didn’t notice until it was too late. I'm sorry.
Tosh: Me too.
Owen: It's starting.
Tosh: Owen—
Owen: It's alright. Really, Tosh. It's alright.
Tosh: Oh god. Owen. to herself Owen.

Tosh's prerecorded message: Okay. So. If you're seeing this I guess it means I'm, well, dead. Hope it was impressive, Not crossing the road or an incident with a toaster. I just wanted to say, it's okay. It really is. Jack, you saved me. You showed me all the wonders of the universe and all those possibilities. And I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Thank you. And Owen. You never knew. I love you. All of you. And... I hope I did good.

Jack: The end is where we start from.