Oh, well, okay then. We'll call that an alternate universe that didn't happen here.

"What in the hell do you think I'm doing?!" Frustrated, Ianto yanks again but is rewarded by nothing by the slightest groan before the door sticks tight. A few more useless attempts and Ianto gives up, resting his hands on his knees in exertion.

"You really did a number on this thing, didn't you? It isn't budging."