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But First Contact cannot take place on any sovereign soil.
And the Daleks. More or less.
The President is said to be furious that
and President Winters has been chosen to lead the world into a new age.
- Doctor, my family's on board... -Brilliant!
Martha! Get out of here, get out!
- Yep! -What about now?
They are known to be armed and extremely dangerous.
Six billion!
Strike while the iron's hot, that's what I say, Lucy...
What did it feel like, though?
It's your fault! It's all your fault!
How come the ancient society of Time Lords created a psychopath?
I've been alone ever since.
-who are you? -I am the Master.
A spaceship over London.
Touch the wrong bit, blow up the solar system.
Television in their stomach. Now that is evolution!
Can't you hear it?
But he's got the Tardis.
but there are provisions at the UN
You and your little band.
You know, hair and clothes and nonsense. There's a good girl, out you go.
Oh! I love saying that!
Thought you were gonna say he was your secret brother or something.
And some say that's where it all began.
not in secret, but to all of you.
I can help you. Please let me help.
Mr Saxon, we have Condition Red on the Jones Plan, we're taking them in.
Then how are we gonna find him?
A role I will undertake with the utmost solemnity.
And good luck to all of us.
I was there when the Dalek Emperor took control of the Cruciform.
Get out.
But if we could get down to business, there is the matter of policy,
just after the downfall of Harriet Jones.
Martha, listen to me, do as I say.
Are you taking this seriously? To business.
If I can get this around the Master's neck,
Is it the smile, is it the aftershave, is it the capacity to laugh at myself?
Mr Saxon, the British Army will stand down.
NOW!
- Stop it. Answer me. -No, really, you're on telly!
It still will be televised, though, won't it?
If the Master's a Time Lord, then he must've regenerated.
I was so scared.
So congratulations on that. Look, there you are!
But he goes back years, he's famous, everyone knows the story. Look.