Torchwood

6am is the appointed time of death as laid down by the State of Kentucky.

Oswald Danes faces his last moments on this Earth.

Members of the public

have gathered outside the Montrose Hill State Penitentiary,

but the planned protests against the death sentence have failed to appear,

which isn't surprising given the nature of the of fence.

A former schoolteacher convicted in 2006

of the rape and murder of 12-year-old Susie Cabina,

Danes will be remembered for his infamous line of defence.

Upon his arrest, he told the police, "She should've run faster."

The condemned is permitted to make a final statement.

Do you have anything to say?

Unh! Ugh!

Ugh!

Aargh!

- Did you ever hear of Torchwood? - Never mind that.

Guess what I just heard. You know Steve Reynolds?

Well, it turns out his wife is sick.

She has, like, leukaemia or something like that.

Whatever it is, it sounded long-term.

It's British. The Torchwood Institute.

Hello? Are you listening?

You see, if Steve's gotta come home, that leaves a space in Venezuela.

And I spent 18 months working out the Maracaibo routes, so it's mine.

I get promoted!

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

And Steve's only been married six months.

What do you want from me, you know? It's a tragedy.

All the same,

this thing might be worth following.

It just got sent down. The word "Torchwood"

has been e-mailed to every single East-Coast section chief

completely bypassing security.

Just one word - Torchwood.

Following up this Torchwood incident,

just wondering if you can access the EU files.

No, no. No, it's not "Touchwood", it's "Torchwood". T-O-R-C-H-W...

So what is Torchwood anyway?

I've looked it up. It's some pretty freaky stuff.

I'll send it to you now.

Sounds more like Intelligence, not Clandestine.

- Are you getting this? - And if it's got the title "Institute '1

that means that it's been officially sanctioned by the UK Government,

which we all know

is a big hassle, because that administration is like kindergarten.

It's gone. It just got wiped like a virus. It just vanished.

OK. Well, I guess that's that. Now, go ask around about Steve's wife.

Get a proper diagnosis. We need a timeline on this.

And pass that Torch wood thing on to somebody else-

It has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Aagh! Agh!

Rex? Rex?!

- You OK? - Yeah.

Yeah. Dunno, just...

bad dream.

- What about? - Oh...

Oh, what d'you think?

Torchwood.

His pulse is fast and weak. Systolic BP of 70.

Beats me how he's still alive.

Rex, my name is Dr Juarez, OK?

We're taking you straight into surgery, do you understand?

- Is he OK? His name is Rex Matheson. - You family?

- No, I'm just a colleague. We work... - It's family only.

He's the second one tonight - DOAs who just won't die.

We had a jumper this afternoon - 22 floors,

everything pulverised, pneumothorax, both sides,

but she wouldn't die. Same thing.

Just wouldn't die.

Don't be so suspicious.

What they flying past for?

Because they can. This is God's own country, that's all.

Just looking. Now stop it.

So...went outside all on my own.

It was midnight, not a sound to be heard.

And I looked up, and a woman came out of the sky. Huh!

Shining, she was, like moonlight. Her eyes white, blazing white.

And then she started to sing like a thousand choirs.

One woman with a thousand voices, and it was beautiful...

That's enough, don't you think?

Who's being paranoid now?

You promised me we'd keep her away from this stuff.

Yeah, well, be fair. She's too young.

She thinks it all sounds like a fairy tale.

It was a nightmare, Gwen.

Your life back then was a living nightmare, love.

There's someone at the door.

Ssh!

What do we do?

- Ssh! - You and...

Ssh.

- Ah, hello. - Sorry.

Um, I hope we're not disturbing you. just wondering, if we're going back

to the village, is it quicker to cut back across the beach

or will we get cut off at this time of the day?

Better to ask, I thought, just in case.

We have got proper shoes. We can get across nice and quickly.

It's private property. I'm busy.

- Get off my land! - Ssh!

Ssh! Ssh, I could have shot them.

Hey! hey"-...

...we're safe, sweetheart.

No-one knows we're here.

All that stuff's long since gone.

- No more Torchwood, right? - Yeah. OK.

- It's gone. Forgotten, eh? - Yeah, all right! Sorry. OK.

Come here.

Popular man, Rex Matheson.

We've had three different station chiefs on the phone.

- No sign of his family? - We only have a number for his father.

I left a message, but...no-one's called back.

Is he...

No. No, he made it.

- He's alive. - God, um...

Thank you. I...

The paramedics, they said he didn't stand a chance.

Well, looks like someone changed the rules.

Miracles got...easy.

It's not only Rex who's still alive...

...so is everyone else.

Sorry, I don't get you.

It started last night.

First I knew, they called up from the morgue, they were laughing.

They said, "What's happening up there? You on strike?"

Turns out no-one had died.

24 hours since this hospital had a death.

Not one - not from old age, not from injury, not from sickness...

- all day long. - just a coincidence, I suppose.

That's what I said. Yeah.

Then I was on a call to Stjude's in Chicago.

And they said, "Well, here's a funny thing. Past 24 hours,

"we've registered no deaths, not one."

So I called my ex-husband. He's at Cedarbrook.

Same story - all day, no deaths.

I tried London.

I have this friend at the Royal Free Hospital, I called her.

She said, "Oh, that's weird. It's the same thing over here."

24 hours, no-one's died.

What do you think of that?

Hmm?

One lucky day.

The survival of Oswald Danes turns out to be

the first incident in a much bigger story breaking live this morning...

When the Kentucky Medical Authority

made a chance comment that it hadn't recorded a single death over 24 hours...

17 more authorities immediately reported the same thing.

The story exploded on social network sites...

"Miracle" trending as the number-one topic...

From Maine to California the story is the same...

For the past 36 hours...

No fatalities have been reported.

No-one has died...

Not one person in the United States...

- Not a single death... - Miracle Day...

- Miracle Day... - Miracle Day...

Miracle Day, that's what it's being called.

Miracle day.

Mr Danes, I'm Alexander Peterssen representing the governor's office.

What, I don't get a personal visit?

I'm afraid not, given the circumstances.

But the governor's office would like to offer its condolences

without an admission of liability for any physical distress caused

by events beyond its control.

Condolences?

He can't just say sorry?

You ought to respect his position.

You're a convicted paedophile, sir, and a convicted murderer.

By your own admission, you took the life of a 12-year-old girl,

so the governor's apology is always going to be within certain limits.

When are you going to let me go?

Well, I don't think that's possible.

I've served my sentence.

Granted, the execution was...flawed, but that doesn't defer the sentence.

With respect,

you don't reprieve a man you failed to hang

- because the rope snapped. - Indeed.

And with respect,

that particular aphorism applies only for an execution which has failed.

And that's you.

On the contrary, I would maintain, and my lawyers would maintain,

my sentence was carried out successfully.

Nothing went wrong. Absolutely nothing.

The fact that life

and the laws of life on this Earth have changed, is hardly my fault.

Society is full of out-there laws, Mr Danes.

- Nonetheless, they still apply. - That's right, Mr Peterssen.

And when considering the persistence of the law, then the Eighth Amendment

clearly forbids the application of cruel and unusual punishment,

such as mine, alongside the Fifth Amendment, and I quote,

"Nor shall any person be subject for the same of fence twice."

The founding fathers

practically had me in mind when they wrote the Constitution.

Don't you think, though?

Don't you think?

Because I can guarantee, Mr Peterssen,

that when I talk of lawyers, I mean the team who will be suing the governor,

and I mean the governor himself.

Not his office, but the...actual man.

They will be suing him for wrongful imprisonment.

And I promise you that they will sue his ass to high heaven