SCMoll, you naughty naughty man!
Adric: Tegan! The Master's here!
Tegan: He wants us all dead.
Adric: He doesn't want you at all. He's after somebody called the Doctor.
Tegan: The Doctor?
Adric: The Master has set a trap for him.
Tegan: And we're the bait.
O only got that on the second read-through :mrgreen:
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O to be wafted away
From this black aceldama of sorrow;
Where the dust of an earthy today
Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow!
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