"That doesn't sound like Jack. Jack wouldn't do that to us. Jack, Jack, Jack. That was all all of you could talk about, but a hell of a lot of good Captain Jack Harkness was to us. Ran off without a single word, leaving us to fend for ourselves, deal with all of the shit that got thrown at us without any direction," Owen snapped.
He'd heard the 'Jack wouldn't do this to us' speech far too much from ALL of them, as he watched each one fade and die from what Jack was helping happen. He wasn't going to hear it again.
"A lot of shit happened after Jack disappeared, Tosh. A lot of shit that we had to clean up all by ourselves, that we were barely equipped to handle. He left us shorthanded. And when he did come back, it was just to help a madman lock us up and torture us."