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Master: why are we back here again?
Renata: So... you can make a different choice.
Master: I didn't murder anybody at the Academy! Check my school reports, they say "must try harder!"
Renata: There are degrees of cruelty; it's a spectrum, Master.
Master: I wasn't cruel at school.
Renata: And yet you feel guilty about something.
Master: is that right?
Renata: It's not you they're singing about, is it?
Master: ...no.
Renata: They tormented your friend until the end of their days at the Academy, and you did nothing.
Master: I was a friend, that's something.
children laughing in the background
Renata: it wasn't enough.
The Master screams.
(Children Singing:)
Poor little lost child, sitting all alone
heart full of sadness, heart full of stone!
world is a winter, cold is the bone,
dead is the hope now,
kindness has flown.
The Master (as a child): stop! Stop it! Stop it!
Renata (whisper): they can't hear you.
The Master: I said stop it! Stop. It.
Renata: You're going to have to speak up.
The Master (whisper): stop it. stop it.
Renata: If you're such a good friend, if you really want them to stop, you're going to have to make them listen.
The Master: Stop it! I said, stop it! Leave him alone!
Renata: That's more like it.
Children running off.
The Master: Come on. Come on. Come with me.
surging noise as the Chamber dissolves.
The Master: Yeaah! High-five!
Renata: Congratulations, Master. Before you lies the center of the labyrinth.
The Master: Ah! Ah, one more roll of the dice and I'm home free, right?
Renata: Not quite. Not yet. Now you must face judgement.
The Master: Sorry? What now?
surging
The Master: what is that?
Renata: The adjudication hall, in which lie the Time Scales, upon which we will both be judged.
music
The Master: Ah, no, no, no, no, no! What do you mean, "we will both be judged?" It's you who imprisoned me here, in this reformation chamber! You're the one who's been doing the judging!
Renata: I brought you here, but I'm as much a prisoner of this place as you are! I cannot be free until you are!
The Master (exasperated): well, who are you?!
Renata: My name is Renata.
The Master: ...meaning reborn.
Renata: I am the light to your darkness.
The Master: ...you're not the first person to say that to me.
Renata: Or at least, I tried to be.
Renata: I see your wickedness, Master; your cruelty. Your cowardice. Your spite. And it hurts me.
The Master: You're my conscience.
Renata: Hm. I said you were a clever boy.
The Master: You're the living embodiment of my own conscience!
Renata (sing-song): hello!
Renata: Only those with the semblance of a conscience can be imprisoned by a reformation chamber.
The Master: But you're more than a semblance. Now, I--I can see you clearly.
Renata: As I have always seen you.
The Master laughs.
The Master: My own conscience wants to reform me!
He retches.
The Master: I feel positively nauseous.
Renata: I made you look upon the error of your ways--
The Master: I was playing the game.
Renata: You acknowledged your mistakes.
The Master: And now I face judgement? By whom?! Who judges me?!
Renata: I do.
The Master: You're telling me that only my own moral conscience can free me from this place?!
Renata: You are your own judge and jury.
The Master: no. No no no no no. You are.
Renata laughs.
Renata: I am you.
The Master: You were right, before--I don't believe you exist. You're a fiction of somebody's imagination. I don't. have. a conscience.
Renata: Your journey through the mile maze confirms you know the difference between right and wrong.
The Master: So?! That doesn't mean I give a fig!
Renata: You have regretted not standing up for your childhood friend all your lives!
The Master groans.
The Master: That?! That's what you keep harping on about?! All the murder and mayhem, what really, really bugs you is the fact that I let my friend get bullied at school! Come on!
Renata: It festers like a sore, infecting everything. Your betrayal--
The Master: that was a dozen lifetimes ago! I have no friends anymore!
Renata: He forgave you!
The Master: Oh, stop it!
Renata: She forgave you. The Doctor will always forgive you.
The Master groans.
Renata: But I won't.
ground crumbling
The Master: There goes the ground again!
Renata: Watch your step, Master, lest you fall into infinite nothingness.
The Master: No. No no no, wait wait wait. If I fall, you fall! If you truly are part of me, if I die, my conscience dies with me, surely.
Renata: I care, therefore I am! I will make you sorry or condemn us both to eternity.
The Master: But no matter how sorry I am, you'll never be able to forgive me, right?
Renata: I--
The Master: That's what you said! Which means I'm condemned anyway! My conscience is my judge, jury, and jailer. Which means, the only way to escape is...
He giggles.
Renata: What?!
The Master: Toodle-oo!
He shoves Renata; she screams.
