Yesterday was Torchwood-Day!
Watched the next episode of Torchwood with my friend this night, after coming home from watching a musical (Wicked) in Stuttgart. The day before we had to go shopping for clothes, which neither of us likes very much, but if we pay annoyingly much for the tickets we want to look great! (And we did.)
Anyway, Torchwood. Owen was all creepy when his eyes went black like that and he started talking funny. The first time he did it we went all "Arg! Stop it already!" and later, at some point during the hospital-scenes my friend started clinging to me.
I would have prefered a hooded Death to the rather silly looking skeleton, but, oh well, you can't have everything.
There was a creepy little girl, but it didn't actually play any significant part in the story (so far) so that's forgivable. (Anyone else thinking she might be Faith?)
How the hell did Jack know in which chruch exactly the glove could be found? Did I miss something?
Martha got turned into an old lady! Like I said to my friend: Everyone should try this at least once!
Owen had an The Exorcist-moment, causing Jack to act like a little girl. Disgusting, but for the win!
Tosh got kissed!
Aaaand: Weight Watchers! Already a classic.
A few weeks ago my friend told me of a possible spoiler she's read, about Owen getting killed and coming back as the King of the Weevils. We thought it was a hoax and dismissed the idea as total crack. Which it is, but that didn't stop it from being canon.
The rest of the night we made up slogans for Torchwood, like:
Torchwood: Where the crack is canon. (I think I've seen this one on an icon somewhere.)
Torchwood: Where the What the Fuck! is canon.
Torchwood: If it's dead it's ours.
Torchwood: If you're dead it's probably our fault.
Torchwood: If you're dead we bring you back to ask were our socks are.
Torchwood: If it's bad we did it.
Torchwood: Fucking up since 1879.
Torchwood: Where the dead are unquiet.