The Master did not turn around. Instead he kept walking. "No Doctor, it is you who are wrong. You DO want to get rid of me. You just don't want to kill me. There is a difference." He throws his arms up in the air. "I don't know Doctor. Perhaps I will go visit family. Oh wait! I don't have any. What concern of yours is it where I go? You really were serious about the keeping me on the TARDIS thing weren't you? Well Doctor, I hate to disappoint. No wait. Thats actually the part I enjoy. I like disappointing. Besides, it's not like they'll actually recognize me. Humans have such short attention spans."