One of the best Torchwood stories ever.

Tim Foley is at his absolute best when writing character drama! This story in particular reminded me of his play Driftwood – a two-hander between a pair of brothers dealing with grief and childhood trauma. The stories are similar in that they use a single location and an element of surrealism to expose and work through the emotions and griefs of the main characters. And both of them made me cry – in this one, it was Rhys talking to Deirdre using her son's voice, and absolutely brilliant and awful scene; and then Rhys and Ianto talking about Rhys old mate Dav, who committed suicide. The entire play is a perfect blend of sci-fi weirdness, humour, and emotion; but those two scenes shone.

An instant favourite. Soft and heartbreaking. The day is saved by hugging it out. PERFECT!