"Gratitude and words of value from a replica of a madman. Now that's hardly worth the effort to earn, don't you think?"

If he were swift enough, he might attempt to completely disable the device embedded in Data's head, or else he might gain Lore's wrath. If only he could recall which pocket he'd slipped his screwdriver into!

"Threats of harm won't do much good, I'm afraid. As a rule, Time Lords don't exactly fear death." There were exceptions. The Master, for example, who'd desperately sought to prolong his existence past twelve regenerations. And succeeded.

[sorry, five's delaying the inevitable D:]