"Doctor Doctor Doctor, always with the wishful thinking. Do you really think that me and you can exist together? Oh no. It simply won't work that way. We're too different, me and you. Besides, you aren't thinking about that. You're a great hypocrite. You always have been. Right now you're probably thinking of a dozen ways to get rid of me. All this talk of coexisting is just a front." For a brief moment the Masters face softens. "Friends... yes, we were friends once. A very long time ago." Then his face turned back into a twisted smile. "Tell the other Doctor to be ready. Its going to be a party like no other." And with that, the Master began walking away.