[The Master is lying sideways on a couch in his living room, shirtsleeves undone and rolled up, legs curled up towards him and back, elbow leaning on the arm of the couch. He looks relaxed, wearing only a white dress shirt and black trousers, his tie hanging loosely, haphazardly around his neck. He hasn't noticed that he's being filmed. In one of
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Hullo, Rose.
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What happened? Who did this?
Who's she?
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The City did it this time. But previously...
[His expression softens a little bit.]
...it was my wife.
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God.
Harry. I'm so sorry. Why would anyone even--
You need a doctor. Maybe--
[She hestiates cheweing on her lip.]
He can help.
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He was there? Maybe this time--I'll see if I can find him. He's got to help.
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