With all due respect to Ianto's... very compassionate and not at all motivated by ire, uh, intentions, this attempt shall not, in fact, end up as planned. There will be no asking if Erik is happy now, because there will be no door-swinging success. Perhaps it is really jammed. Perhaps someone came by and glued it shut. Perhaps there's really a handle on the other side, too, and the being inside the cell is holding it fast just to mess with him. (No.) Regardless of the reason for it, and no matter how much physical force is applied, the door will not open.

That doesn't stop the prisoner from essentially flinging his weight against it when it jerks even that tiniest little bit, though, as it's the first sign of give he's seen in hours. There's a great thump as his shoulder slams there, hard.

Presently, he snarls in effort: "Pull, damn you!"