I'm Jam. 21.
Insane earthling with a cat complex. Meow.
Weeps at tv shows and drools over women, wbu?
DOCTOR: You're a genius. You're stone cold brilliant, you are. I swear, you really are. But you could be so much more. You could be beautiful. With a mind like that, we could travel the stars. It would be my honour. Because you don't need to own the universe, just see it. To have the privilege of seeing the whole of time and space. That's ownership enough.
MASTER: Would it stop, then? The noise in my head?
DOCTOR: I can help.
MASTER: I don't know what I'd be without that noise.
DOCTOR: I wonder what I'd be, without you.