"Oh hello. You must be Mr. Jones, we haven't actually met," said the Doctor, walking over to Mr. Jones and helping him up.
The master sprinted across the room to the elevator but was stopped by Jack, who grabbed him immediately. "Whoa there big fella, you don't wanna miss the party," Jack said sarcastically. "Cuffs," he said to the cop at the door. He handcuffed the Master and pushed him ahead as he walked. "So." he looked at the Master. "What do we do with this one?"
"We kill him," Mr. Jones said.
"We execute him," said Martha.
"No, that's not the solution," the Doctor answered.
Mrs. Jones held up a gun and pointed it at the master. "Oh… I think so." The Doctor turned around began slowly descending the stairs. "Because all of those…things… They still happened. Because of him. I saw them."
"Go on," the Master insisted. "Do it."
The Doctor slowly reached for the gun. "Francine. You're better than him…" He lowered her arm and she dropped the gun, crying.
"You still haven't answered the question. What happens to me?" the Master demanded more then asked.
"You're my responsibility now. The only Time Lord left in existence."
Jack ran over to the Doctor. "Yeah but you can't trust him."
"No," the Doctor answered. "The only safe place for him is the Tardis."
"You mean you're just going to… Keep me," the Master fumed.
"If that's what I have to do." The Master turned to Jack. "It's time to change. Maybe I've been wandering for too long. Now I've got someone to care for."
"No!" the Master practically scream. He darted for the door again but Jack grabbed him and actually picked him up. "No! Let me go! I order you to let me go!"
"Come on, let's get you in the Tardis," Jack said, turning to the room elevator. The Doctor followed, but they both had to hold onto him on the ride down, he was so enraged. The Doctor opened the Tardis and Jack tried to shove him in but the Master pushed his feet against the edge of the Tardis, like trying to force a dog through a door.
"No! This isn't fair! You can't force me to go with you!" the Master screamed. Jack, finally getting fed up, grabbed the Master around the waist and lifted him up. The Master kicked and struggled, trying desperately to get free, making it hard for Jack to hold him.
The Doctor decided to help and grabbed onto the Master's legs so he couldn't kick. They finally got him fully inside the Tardis and carried him like a goat into one of the rooms. It was completely white and totally spotless. "Alright, just leave him in here," the Doctor told Jack. Jack threw the Master on the floor and the Master grunted in pain. Both the Doctor and Jack left the room and locked the door.