ALISON: What are you?

(He begins pouring some powder from the bag.)

DOCTOR: Mildly annoyed.

MASTER: Why did I choose continuing existence? Listening to him being right all the time, when I had the option of a slow, painful death.

DOCTOR: Get this Shalka wrapped up in one. Keep feeding it oxygen and get it over to the chemistry lab at the school.

GREAVES: Whatever he's planning to do to you, fella, I wouldn't be in your, whatever you do for shoes.

DOCTOR: Don't bully it.

KENNET: You heard the man, Greaves, don't bully the monster.

MASTER: Ah, you remind me of all the others. Horrifyingly.

ALISON: What's that supposed to mean? Who are you anyway?

MASTER: I am the Master.

(A lift bell dings and the Doctor enters the console room.)

MASTER: And you will,

(The Doctor suddenly appears.)

DOCTOR: Evening.

MASTER: Come to like me, when you get to know me, my dear Miss Cheney.

PRIME: Stand aside, lower creature.

MASTER: I pride myself that I'm the dearest companion to the owner of this craft, so I'm very much afraid I shall not.