[There's a bit of a fumbling blur and a muffled thud before a dirty, scruffy face appears at an awkward angle. The Master is lit mostly from behind, but you can still appreciate how intent his stare is. There's a view of what looks like the ceiling behind him, as if the device is being operated from the floor and he's hovering above it. There's
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[Maybe the scientists are starting to get lucky, now.]
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Another? Another? What do you mean, another?
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[And she frowns, confused.]
You look different than the last time we met.
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If you're going to engage in small talk, Doctor, the least you could do is use your own device and stop contaminating mine with your inane babble.
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I wouldn't call it contaminating. And you started it, so don't you start.
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How did you manage that, then? I'd be impressed if I didn't believe you'd hurt whoever answered you.
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You didn't honestly expect me to sit quietly and wait for your return, did you?
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No - well, yes, but that would be too easy, wouldn't it? Someone has to keep an eye on you, and that someone will always be me.
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Don't be so sure.
[and then, petulantly:]
You can't keep me like this. I'm starving.
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For Rassilon's sake, Doctor, could you manage to make us sound any more like a same-sex couple?
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