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All Weeviled Up^{TM Lavena} and Nowhere to Go

Previously, on Torchwood...Owen fell madly in love with some lady from the fifties, who then dumped his ass and flew back into the rift because she was afraid of being tied down by love. So we're going to revisit that, I guess...

In real time, Jack has cornered a weevil in some alley somewhere. I mean, because what else is he going to do during those long nights of no sleep? He lets the weevil know that this isn't his first time at the rodeo. Rawwwr!

See, Jack has come prepared this time. He's armed with anti-weevil spray and hand clamps. This one's in the bag!

He tries to convince the weevil to make it easy, but kind of gets his ass kicked instead. Turns out he gave the team the night off, which is why he's out chasing weevils all by his lonesome.

Meanwhile, Rhys is talking and Gwen isn't paying any attention to him whatsoever, as is Gwen's wont.

He catches her attention with a little reminiscing about a weekend they spent in Paris.

Gwen is looking a little emotional right now. I really don't know why.

Turns out that Rhys has actually noticed that her mind has been elsewhere almost all of the time. He's pretty darn angry about where this is heading and he's making a scene all up in the restaurant.

Gwen is sorry.

Rhys is getting down to the heart of the matter and wonders if whatever is wrong with Gwen is his fault...then he spots Jack's weevil over her shoulder.

And Our Dear Gwen is just way too happy to see Captain Jack come running towards her in the middle of her date here. Seriously, if my boss interrupted me on my night off I'd tell him where he could put his weevil.

Well, Jack sweeps in and attempts to commandeer the heart for the evening. Rhys has no idea who the hell he is or why he's trying to make off with his girlfriend. In other news, Jack utters the phrase "Sorry, Dude." Which alone is worth the price of admission for this episode.

Another of Rhys, because Gwen and Jack are too hyped up on weevils to to sit still. Gwen explains that Jack is her boss, but Rhys doesn't care and tells her to sit the fuck down. He's already angry because she doesn't pay attention to a word he says. This isn't helping. Jack has horrible timing.

But that was the wrong thing to say. Gwen's feelings are hurt. She's not going to stand for being spoken to that way.

Jack tries to whisk her away again, but this is her night with Rhys. I guess she hasn't had a day off in a while.

Gwen's not going to let some man tell her what to do though. So she's just going to go with Jack now.

Meanwhile, the weevil has a huge head start, or has made it back to the sewers, or is chomping on some villagers by now.

Rhys tries to throw an ultimatum at her before she goes, but she's run out of earshot before he can even get to the 'or else' bit.

Later, in another alley, Jack apologizes for butting in on her date, but she doesn't care. Rhys was boring anyway, with all his relationship talk, and besides...he'll get over it.

Jack remembers making her promise to keep hold of her normal life. Which he isn't making any easier at this particular moment in time.

But who cares!! CARPARK! Let's catch some weevils!

But before Jack and Gwen can get to it, these masked men ride in on their big white van and abduct the weevil for themselves.

Hey! That's Our Weevil!

And Jack takes a moment to wonder who in the hell would want to capture a weevil...besides Torchwood.

Well, back on the other side of the Torchwood...Jack has arrived at the hub, I suppose after having left Gwen to her angry boyfriend, because he's the one with all the questions tonight: Who? What? Why? Weevils?!

This, however, is a picture of Ianto. He has found that there has been a recent spate of strange injuries that may or may not have something to do with weevils.

Jack thinks they sound like weevil injuries.

Tosh has also been called in.

On top of everything else, the weevils are becoming immune to the spray. Tosh thinks they may be mutating.

Or evolving, Ianto chimes in, because Ianto always has to think of the next best option in any scenario.

So, how can they find out about these weevil abductors anyway? Tosh has traced the plates, but they're fake.

Jack offers another suggestion on how to trace the van, but Tosh has already thought of it.

Jack seems to be amazed that Tosh is smart, and incidently, he's on the phone to Owen, but he gets the voicemail.

Oh, well. Looks like Gwen didn't go home after all! She's in the conference room trying to call Rhys, but he's not picking up.

Gwen tell Rhys that none of her excuses are good enough, and that the job has made her priorities run away from her...just as Rhys is about to pick up, she lets slip that she's just going to finish up a few things at work. She knows that's the wrong thing to say.

Just in case you need reminding that Rhys and Gwen make an adorable couple...here's an adorable picture. Rhys doesn't pick up. He deletes her message instead.

Meanwhile, Owen is getting drunk and ignoring Jack's calls, so much so that the bartender is picking up his phone now.

the Bartendress giving advice to our poor little heartbroken Owen.

And then some dude from the background arrives, seems he's the bartender's boyfriend, and doesn't like her chatting people up.

We were just talking, says Owen. Chill.

Boyfriend tries to attack Owen, but Owen's too fiesty and before he knows it, boyfriend is face down on the bar. Owen hands out some advice of his own, Don't pick fights with strangers, and bartender? Upgrade your boyfriend. He's out of here for now though, because all he wants is a little peace and quiet.

Back at the hub, Gwen reminds us that Owen isn't answering his phone.

Tosh thinks it might have something to do with Diane.

Holy crap, Gwen doesn't know about the thing!? Ooo, Tosh, you're in trouble now.

SO Tosh tells her the story and Gwen pretends like she knew it all along.

Meanwhile, Ianto has found that one of the weevils in the cells making weird noises and Ianto is wondering why. Jack has joined him.

Jack thinks it's weeping.

Ianto wants to know what a weevil has to cry about, but it seems like Owen is the hub's authority on weevils since he's been studying them. He seems to think they're telepathic and share emotions.

Jack hopes they're wrong about that...and Ianto asks why. He's full of "whys" this episode.

Well, because that means someone is kidnapping weevils and hurting them. Jack decides to ask the Weevil directly what it can feel, and what it knows. The weevil just moans at him and goes to sit down.

Later, Tosh has traced the van.

They watch as they haul the weevil from the back of the van, then the CCTV cuts out. This makes Jack even more determined to find out what's going on.

The next morning, Torchwood is being watched as they arrive at the warehouse of doooom.

Jack has a little trivia for Tosh while they're scouting the place out: Did you know they used to burn the bodies of dead G.I.s in warehouses just like this during WWII?

Tosh thinks the warehouse is empty, but surprise! dead body.

The dead man's phone picks this moment to ring with some totally wacky ring tone...if it's supposed to be recognizable, I'm not that pop-culture savvy, so sorry. In any case, Tosh wonders if it's the dead guy's phone, and Jack is indignant at the mere idea that he would have such a ring tone on his phone.

Tosh doesn't want him to answer it.

So, what does he do? He's got a warning message from the bad guys. They want him to step off.

Tosh listens to one side of the conversation, the side where Jack threatens punishment on the bad guys for being cowards and murderers and such.

He gets hung up on and immediately calls Ianto to do a trace on the number.

Later, Owen has finally answered his phone! He pretends to be his own voice mail. Jack doesn't fall for it and orders Owen's bony little ass back to the hub.

Our dead guy's name is Dan Hodges. He was married with a kid.

Owen is not impressed with Gwen's investigatory skills though, since he's already figured it out.

It was a Weevil that done him in it seems says Owen....but before that he got his butt whooped by a bunch of humans. This, however, is a picture of Jack.

Gwen looks confused and concerned.

Ianto arrives to let everybody know that the phone records are a bust.

Jack thinks that the weevils are being used to cover up murder!

Gwen's more worried about who's going to tell the family that their dad got eaten by a weevil.

So, bossman. What's the call?

Gwen?

Well, you can't expect a bunch of workaholic, alien chasing bastards with hearts made out of ice to do it can you?

The next morning, Gwen is distressed because she has just broken the news, which is something she thought she was done with when she left the police.

Owen does not care.

Gwen calls him on this silent treatment and Owen goes off on her, because anything he says to make her feel better is just a crock.

Sensing that he is angry, Gwen pokes at him with some more sarcasm, then asks about Diane. He tells her that he didn't want Diane to go, but she did anyway. End of story.

Gwen wants to know why they're still doing "This". I assume "This" = Sex.

Owen says that's fine with him. Let's not. End of story. He was getting tired of her anyway.

Then he stomps away from the S.U.V. and Gwen leaves him stranded on the side of the road.

Later, Owen makes an appearance at the hub, and Jack wants to know where the hell he was. He was walking.

Well since Owen's been gone, Tosh has had an idea! (how cute is Tosh in this one? Seriously.)

Owen and Gwen snark at each other.

Owen's going undercover! Yeah! The team has decided that since they bad guys knew the warehouse was empty, they must have something to do with real estate.

And it has to be Owen because he's the only one they haven't seen, and Ianto is still at the point in his Torchwood career where he just makes coffee and cleans stuff.

Owen agrees. He wants to be someone else for a while. I wonder who those three girls are in that picture by his desk there.

Meet Mark Lynch.

Mr. Harper is looking to move is jellied eel business to Cardiff. And yes, people do eat this, and it's not as ridiculous a cover as I first thought. Thank you food channel!

Mark here is kindaaa creepy, I think. So is everybody named Mark on Torchwood turn out to be creepy...the last one I remember was a pedophile stalking a chosen one.

And He's got a warehouse or two right up Mr. Harper's alley.

Owen attaches some alien gizmo to the back of Mark's computer while the man goes to the printer.

Back at the hub, Tosh has gained access to all the files on Mark's hard drive.

Owen's still holding the doodad up against the computer. Mark sure has been at that printer for a long time.

Tosh gives him the all clear, just in time.

Ever tactful Owen declares all of Marks warehouse properties to be shitholes. Mark seems to not approve, but does admit that they kind of are.

Owen inquires about the Weevil Murder building and Mark lies and says he sold it. How do we know he's lying, because Tosh says so into Owen's invisible ear communicator, and I thought they were only a season two phenomenon!

Mark offers to come up with some other possibilities for Mr. Harper. After work. Over a drink. wink. wink.

Owen admires the pretty office ladies and declares Mark a success. Mark thinks it's bollocks.

Then he offers to put in a good word for Owen with one of them, but Diane has clearly put Owen off the ladies for...the moment.

And Mark gives Owen suspicious looks as he goes.

Then he googles Owen Harper.

While Tosh gives us the play by play because she has anticipated his every action already.

He's found the Harpers Jellied Eels website. Yuuuumy!

Tosh has even dummied up a video for the occasion, with extras and everything.

And Tosh giggles to herself with an "I'm so clever" grin on her face.

And Mark calls the phone number that flashes at the end of the presentation, and reaches...Tosh. She's posing as the sales department.

Ianto has tracked down some more weevil injuries...Gwen sits on the sofa.

Jack hands out orders:

Tosh: Monitor Mark's computer. Ianto! With me. Gwen gets no orders so she jumps up and offers to go with Jack.

He orders her to go home. Clearly, that was not the warm welcome Gwen was expecting. He reminds her not to let her life drift.

And Ianto scoots past Gwen, but the most important thing is that...He's got the coat.

Gwen walks in on Rhys giving himself an afternoon febreeze or something.

Gwen notes that he's all dressed up in his "Pullin' Top" Which must be Rhys' finest attire. This of course makes everything instantly awkward.

And yes, Rhys is going out to the mysterious Dav's stag do. And no, Dav is not getting married, he just wants an excuse to have a party.

Well, Gwen wants to know when he'll be back because she's got the night off finally! Glory be! Rhys does not care though. He's already made plans and it could be a long night. A long night with strippers involved. I think something has clicked into place in Gwen's brain right here.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Ianto is assaulting our weevil victim with his smirk of deviltry.

Here he is now! And he's not talkin'

Jack consults the medical charts...this guy almost had his heart torn from his ribcage! And he has nothing to say about it? Obviously, it can't be a Victorian Hooker, because they already took care of that problem.

Then Ianto does his bit, and I find it difficult to move on to the next cap.

Jack reminds the dude of the ten hour operation he just went through. Maybe that will spur on his memory.

He wants to know why he should talk to Torchwood. Because Ianto is cute?

Jack tells him all about weevils as an answer instead. Which is kind of funny in retrospect.

Dude says he was mugged. So in your face! Captain Harkness.

Ianto wants to know why his wounds were described as bite marks.

Hey, he's not a doctor. He thinks maybe they got confused.

Ianto eats his grape.

Jack vaugly threatens the dude with mysterious consequences should he not tell the truth.

Oh, the consequences? More weevil attacks! People will die! and our victim/perp here will have to live with that forever.

Jack seems to think this is a suitable reason for anybody to talk, probably because he has over a hundred years of crap built up on his own conscious which makes every day he can't die a living hell...or something.

But this guy isn't worried about a guilty conscious. He's more worried about some mysterious thing that is going to kill him if he talks.

Who would that be, then? Jack wonders. The answer is everyone. Which goes with the whole theme of this totally ambiguous interrogation.

Let's ask Janet, because Tosh and Ianto sure as hell don't know who "Everyone" is.

This is the first time anybody's hearing of the Weevil having a name...and of course it's Janet because Barbara just didn't fit her.

Ianto somehow finds logic in this explanation.

Tosh thinks the bossman's plan to let a Weevil lose in the middle of Cardiff is totally insane!

But there's a method to his madness...they're going to track it down using the device they planted in its mysterious boiler suit, so they can follow the baddies when they capture Janet.

Tosh still thinks this is a crap idea, because, like, weevils eat people and stuff.

Ianto is with Tosh. That is why we call them Tonto.

Jack thinks there is nothing wrong with his plan though. Surely there must be dudes out trolling for weevils in the same place at the same time of night, every night of the week.

Run, Janet! Run! Be freeeee!!!

Tosh tracks the weevil while shaking her head at Jack in disgust in the backseat where he can't see her doing it. (like any employee worth their salt.)

They've overshot Janet making a left turn into an alley where only pedestrians may tred!!! Oh, no!! What will happen to the children?

Well, Jack and Tosh are going too hoof it then, and Ianto is going to take over SUV duties.

Let's take a break from all that awesome weevil chasing to visit with Owen and Mark on thier date.

Well, look here! It's our friend the bartender's over-controlling boyfriend from the beginning of the episode! He's spotted Owen and has come over for another ass whoopin' from the wiry one I suppose.

I suppose right. Owen and Mark for the win!

What is this, now? Could it be that Jack's sucktacular plan has actually worked without any civilians getting weeviled?

Jack and Tosh keep a low profile.

Tosh has the signal still, once the van has taken off...also, as you can see, she's totally pissed off at Jack. Now she's not mad about the weevil possibly attacking people, she's upset about weevil rights and using poor old Janet for bait. Which is weird because nobody seems bothered by their prolonged imprisonment in the Torchwood basement.

Jack gets his angry authoritative voice on. Lalala, he's not listening to you, Tosh. What's done is done. It's time to play follow the weevil, not question Jack's leadership.

Meanwhile, somehow after work drinks and a bar brawl has turned into an invitation to head on back to Mark's pad. Where Mark gets topless immediately and Owen takes out some pent up aggression on a punching bag. Mark wants to know how Owen deals with his anger.

Who? Me? Angry? Never!

Mark laughs at him, and displays his abdominals proudly, because he did just see Owen beat a guy to a bloody pulp a few minutes ago.

He was just trying to teach the dude a lesson! C'mon!

Mark gets all philosophical...basically he's saying that you work your ass off to become successful, but you're still all empty on the inside.

Owen's turn to scoff! There is much satisfaction to be found in the jellied eel business.

Mark asks Owen what the point of his life is, but Owen doesn't answer that question...he only came for the beer.

There's so much more to life than...success I guess, if only you know where to look. Owen seems a bit dubious of this declaration.

Yes, there's so much more and it's closer than you think! Mark leans in for the kill. He knows there's something coming in the darkness.

Gwen has prepared two stiff drinks in preparation for what is about to go down. Rhys has appeared home early from the not really a stag do, stag do.

Then she peeps Rhys taking a sip of his allotted beverage.

Rhys is going to start talking about something, but Gwen cuts him short and he can totally tell that it's bad news coming.

And she very tactfully, just blurts it straight out that she's been having sex with Owen from work.

She tries to mitigate the blow by telling Rhys about what a tosser Owen is, but Rhys just tell sher to shut-up.

She's really sorry though. Rhys doesn't believe it, but she confirms it again for him.

Rhys wants to know, then why is she even telling him? What good is that going to do?

Because she's ashamed, and angry, and she needs Rhys' forgiveness.

Well that's nice.

and also, she's drugged him.... Say What???

Rhys is understandably a little bit perplexed and a lot angry. Gwen tries to console him by telling him about retcon's sedative properties...he'll just drift off to sleep and not remember a thing. Yay! It'll be fun!

So, about that forgiveness? Well, Rhys isn't Jack Harkness, so there will be none of that! He succumbs to the Retcon while calling Gwen a selfish bitch! Gwen agrees. According to her Gwen-logic, this was a way to get everything out in the open.

There is a way to do that without retcon, you know.

Gwen begs desperately for forgiveness, but Rhys is fading fast.

And he's gone. Damn, how much retcon did she give the man?

Well. That didn't quite go according to plan.

Meanwhile, back at the date from hell...Owen is sneaking around Mark's house looking for, the bathroom (but not really).

He finds a padlocked door and uses his mad burglary skills to pick it open.

So, what's behind door #1?

Hey! Mark has come up to join in the good times!

Lucky for Owen, Mark doesn't seem bothered by the breaking and entering, and Owen does a convincing impression of a guy who doesn't know what the hell a weevil is, even though he's the guy that probably knows more about them than anybody in the world. He's even their future king if you will.

Mark doesn't know what a weevil is either, but he imparts what wisdom he does have on Owen. It took Mark and five others to capture one.

Mark is enthralled with the poor weevil. He offers up some options: It might be a science experiment gone wrong, a nuclear victim, or maybe an alien...

ALIEN???? Perish the thought!

Mark's personal opinion is that it's people in a thousand years time. Y'know, after the anger takes over.

Owen!!!

Mark wants Owen to punch the poor girl. That's apparently the whole reason they've been capturing them. To beat the crap out of them. Where are Gwen and Tosh when you need them? This Mark dude would not be able to withstand the righteous haterade!

Owen declines, so Mark does it anyway, and he is pleased with himself. Owen is shocked and disturbed.

Owen finally calls a halt to this gratuitous beating of an imprisoned weevil, (because he's part of team heartless, after all.) He tells Mark that it's not a fair fight.

And Mark compares the Weevil to a punching bag. Isn't he lovely?

Oh, and...surprise, Owen! Mark has you pegged as part of team Torchwood! Owen pretends to not know what the hell Mark is talking about.

Mark thinks jellied eels was a crap cover after all. Apparently he's not part of the Eel crowd.

Owen admits it, and think that he wasn't that bad of an actor. Mark still thinks he was pretty crap though.

Owen has messed up Mark's cover up plans. Boo Hoo.

Owen is more concerned about the dead guy from earlier. What about him? Mark does not assume liability and calls what happened to the guy a "Life Choice." Mark would like to know why the hell Torchwood took the body and not go to the cops.

Basically, the cops are too stupid to comprehend Weevils...

Mark ask the question du jour on any Torchwood episode, which is: Who are You? Owen shows the guy his weapon, and Mark wants to know Owen thinks of himself as a "Kid with a gun"

I think that was an insult.

So Owen tosses the gun aside. Now they're just two blokes hangin' out!

Now Owen tells Mark of the Torchwood theory of the day...that he's using Weevils as the perfect instrument for murder.

Dan wasn't murdered, silly! Mark scoffs at Owen who has no clue what the hell is really going on.

Owen wants to know what the deal is of course, but Mark isn't going to tell him. He's going to show him. Yay! Field trip!

Gwen has arrived at the hub in much the same manner as she did when she first stumbled upon Torchwood, with Jubilee Pizzas. She's looking for some company to take her mind off that monumental fuck up with Rhys earlier.

Nobody's home though. Not even a Ianto.

So Gwen cries tears of guilt and sorrow into her lonely pizzas.

Luckily, she finally finds something to distract her from her distress...it is a text message, but it's not from her phone. It's coming from cold storage.

It's very suspenseful as she walks into the darkened autopsy bay where the dead body still lies...she looks frightened as she reaches into a zip lock back to pull out the guy's phone and find...this very anti-climactic and cryptic text. Whatever could it mean?

Gwen heads on over to Owen's computer (Note the Jacket on the back of the chair) and Since Ianto got whisked away on an earlier mission, he hasn't had a chance to do the evening clean-up, so she has to clean up all the shit that is left on his desk.

Gwen does a search on the numbers.

She is so excited when a Mark Lynch property pops up on the screen that she tries to use the coms to contact Jack, but she's not even wearing one.

Then she scrabbles around to find one and ends up at Tosh's desk I assume, since she's flinging around Rubiks cubes to get to it.

Jack gets an earful of Gwen and gets the face of "I thought I told that woman to go home?" And then he says it out loud.

Gwen is glad to hear Jack's voice, and she totally ignores his question and tells him about the text message.

Ianto delivers the recap of evil plot thus far, for those of us not able to keep up: The Weevil guys send out the Text message and then the other dudes convene on that abandoned Mark Lynch property...but to what end???

Let's find out, shall we?!

First there's warm up. Which involves a bunch of guys kicking each others asses. Owen is perplexed as to what this could possibly be warm up for.

Owen wants to know who these dudes are anyway, and Mark says that they are all the same. Bored, Unsatisfied, Angry, Rich and Successful dudes who have nothing better to do with their time. Errr, I mean trying to find meaning.

Owen kinda thinks that's crap, but Mark believes in it.

Owen is given the option to stay or go, so...he follows Mark.

and here it is...WEEVIL CAGE MATCH!!!!

Yep. You're kinda in it over your head now, aren't you, Owen? These disillusioned dudes are a little bit crazy.

Here's the rules: 1k to get in the cage and whoever lasts the longest gets all the cash. Fun times.

Owen can't believe people are paying to do this. That's what bored rich people do though. As for Dan Hodges (this episode's cadaver) He wouldn't get out of the cage.

Mark seems to think that getting in the cage made Dan realize how futile life is. He just stood there and let the Weevil maul him.

Owen is now fully digusted with the situation and vows to put a stop to it because more people are going to die. Mark thinks there is nothing else to life than...weevils.

Mark thinks he's got Owen all figured out.

Looks like this kid has his own gun, and Owen's got two options: Get in the cage or get shot.

Well he's not going to do it under duress! Mark inquires as to whether or not Owen wants to get shot, but Owen only requests that Mark lower the gun. Then he will get into the cage of his own free will.

Mark doesn't really like that idea, so Owen walks right up to him.

And Mark lowers the gun. Well, here's one instance where calling someone's bluff actually works. Hmmmmm, I wonder how long that tactic is going to last?

And then Owen congratulates him with a condescending "Good boy." Because his favorite thing to do is irritate baddies who carry guns.

True to his word, Owen runs off to the cage. He's full of anger now. Mark tries to give the king advice on facing down a weevil. Which is funny.

He tries to make it scary by telling Owen that looking into a weevils eyes is like "Looking into the darkest recesses of your own soul." But Owen's not listening. He's all, 'shut up and open the cage already.'

There's one Angry Weevil!

And one Owen.

Mark has nabbed a front row seat and nods encouragement from the sidelines.

Owen grins like a madman.

And then goes into a sort of trance while egging the weevil on. It's not quite clear if he has figured out a way to get the weevil to not attack him, or if he just wants the weevil to eat him and put him out of his miserable existence sans Diane.

Luckily, Jack has arrived through the door marked "Toilet" to shoot his gun in the air and distract Owen from his zenlike state of concentration.

And the Weevil mauls Owen while Gwen screams at the gatekeeper to open the door...which he doesn't. Jack has no recourse now but to shoot the weevil. In the arm.

Ianto and Tosh are upstairs dealing with the crowd, while the horror goes on downstairs. Owen is finally extracted from the Weevil cage, terribly wounded.

Jack blames old purple shirted Mark. Mark refuses to take responsibility for this stupid idea.

Jack tells the crowd to go back to their lives and stop fucking with the weevils.

Before his lecture can get into full swing, Mark sneaks behind him and locks himself in with the weevil.

And Jack watches on as Mark commits suicide by weevil.

Later, at the hospital, Owen is looking like shit. Jack has brought a bunch of grapes along on a visit to see if he can't cheer Owen up.

Owen says he shouldn't have.

Jack is confounded by this, because it's not like grapes are a big deal...Right. It's just that Owen hates grapes. Jack chuckles.

What the eff is the deal with the grapes?

Well, this fun little interlude is now going to be brought to an abrupt halt by owen telling Jack that he didn't want to be saved.

Like Jack is going to sit around and not save his team. Not that he did a spectacular job of saving Owen in the first place, the guy is in the hospital with serious weevil wounds, but still...Jack wonders if Owen wants an apology for the dashing rescue.

That time Owen spent with the weevil in the cage...was the only time he felt totally at peace, and team Torchwood came in and ruined it all. Specifically Jack. Owen wonders if Jack thinks he always knows what's best.

Clearly not, but Jack isn't going to answer that question right now. He's done with the pleasantries, and orders Owen back to work first thing tomorrow.