And wow... it was brutal. You know, it wasn't even so much the Master I was concerned with, or even the return of the Time Lords (though they could have used more show and less tell). It was that last half hour where he was just saying goodbye... and I kept waiting for it to happen, and kept waiting... and it didn't happen - and then it did, and it was awful and glorious and fantastic in just specifically the way that only the Doctor could possibly be. I am drained now.