Perhaps, but after all of those years of chasing you, and everything I did...
Humor you? You want me to give you the theories so you could save me? Is that it. The Doctor, the man who makes people better! Even the Master? Why, ever, would you want to help a monster like me?
A few. I'm a Time Lord, in a body that cannot regenerate. You know how this body was created, and things went wrong. It's not complete, it was stopped part way. If I had the time, I could fix myself. I don't have the time, nor the resources. And it's not like I could pull your friend at Torchwhatever through the rift, and steal things from him. I'm sure he'd have something that could potentially slow down this process. You know... Something to maybe rebuild the imortality gate... Or something like it... But, I doubt you'd ever allow that. It's probably the only thing that could help.
You have everytime I'm around. Perhaps I bring out the worst in people...
You and I, Doctor. It's something that will never end, hopefully. I'd hate to see it end, it would really be a shame. You'd have no one left. Even the strongest men go insane when they're alone. You had, after all, gotten so much colder between my death, and our most recent meeting... Did it hurt... to see me go?
Hmm, how would I react? Well, you aren't me, and I am not you. But, if I were the Doctor, the man who makes people better, and I came across ME, the Master, I certainly wouldn't be tickled to see my face. Not after everything I'd done. But I love me, and I would absolutely love to see myself everywhere I go, again.