The Master: Doctor.
The Doctor: Master.
The Master: I like it when you use my name.
The Doctor: You chose it. Psychiatrist’s field day.
The Master: As you chose yours. The man who makes people better. How sanctimonious is that?
The Doctor: So… Prime Minister, then.
The Master: I know. It’s good, isn’t it?
The Doctor: Who are those creatures? ‘Cause there’s no such thing as the Toclafane, that’s just a made up name like the bogeyman.
The Master: Do you remember all those fairytales about the Toclafane when we were kids? Back home. Where is it, Doctor?
The Doctor: Gone.
The Master: How can Gallifrey be gone?
The Doctor: It burnt.
The Master: And the Time Lords?
The Doctor: Dead. And the Daleks… more or less. What happened to you?
The Master: The Time Lords only resurrected me because they knew I’d be the perfect warrior for a Time War. I was there when the Dalek Emperor took control of the Cruciform. I saw it… I ran. I ran so far, made myself human so they would never find me because… I was so scared.
The Doctor: I know.
The Master: All of them? But not you. Which must mean…
The Doctor: I was the only one who could end it, and I tried, I did, I tried everything.
The Master: What did it feel like, though? Two almighty civilizations burning. Tell me… how did that feel?
The Doctor: Stop it!
The Master: You must have been like God.
The Doctor: I’ve been alone ever since, but not anymore. Don’t you see? All we’ve got is each other.
The Master: Are you asking me out on a date?
The Doctor: You could stop this right now. We could leave this planet; we could fight across the constellations if that’s what you want, but not on Earth.
The Master: Too late.Doctor Who 3.12 - “The Sound of Drums”
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