I acknowledge your pain...

Owen: What’s the matter with a hotel?
Jack: People are going missing around there. Do you really want to stay in a place run by strangers?
Owen: Oh, ‘cause sleeping outside is gonna be a lot safer.
Jack: No other race in the universe goes camping. Celebrate your own uniqueness.

Owen: I hate the countryside. It’s dirty, it’s unhygienic, and what is that smell?
Gwen: That would be grass.
Owen: It’s disgusting.

Jack: I had a boyfriend who used to walk into rooms like that. A grand entrance. Got kind of boring. He was one of twins so I put up with it. Twin acrobats. Man, I gotta write that book. Maybe even illustrate it. I can talk for a long time, a very long time.

I hate Gwen Cooper and her gap-toothed grin, but this scene was hot. Maybe it was the guns.

Ianto: You’re used to this aren’t you? That facial expression you all share, when things get a bit out of control. Like you enjoy it. Like you get a high from the danger.
Tosh: You want me to apologize for that?
Ianto: Don’t you ever wonder how long you can survive before you go mad, or get killed, or lose a loved one.
Tosh: It’s worth the risk! To protect people.
Ianto: And who protects us!