"Yes." The Master says, sarcasm returning to his voice. "All my plans come down to me distracting you while you are trying to type. Is it working? Shall I sing a song now? I've got some catchy ones. That will distract you for sure!" The Master rolls his eyes while talking, wondering whether the Doctor is that stupid because he is half-human or whether he has always been that way.
The Master switches gears and speaks seriously one more time. "Remember what I said Doctor. Eyes on the sky. The drums are coming." And with that, the Master hurls the phone into the bed of a passing truck.