" What's this game called?" " Lightcycle." "Damn!" "You're getting brutal and needlessly sadistic, Sark." "Thank you, Master Control." "We've kidnapped military programs." "I can arrange more lethal matches." " Interested?" " Sure." "I'd love to go up against one of those guys." "It'd make a nice break from those accounting cream puffs." " What branch of the service?" " Strategic Air Command." "Nice!" "Look." "This is all a mistake." "I'm just a compound interest program." "I work at a savings and loan." " I can't play these video games!" " Sure you can." " You look like a natural athlete." " Me?" "I get out of breath checking on T-bill rates." "You're gonna make my User, Mr. Henderson, very angry." " He's a Full Branch Manager." " Another religious nut!" "I'd say "Welcome, friend", but not here." "I don't know what I'm doing here." "Do you believe in the Users?" "Sure." "If I don't have a User, who wrote me?" " That's what you're doing here." "Master Control Program's been snapping up all us programs who believe." "If you're useful, he takes over all your functions." "If he can't use you, he sends you here to get your bits blasted." " What's your name?" " Crom." "I'm Ram." "They'll train you for the games, but..." "I hope you make it." "What's been going on in the other sectors?" "I've been stuck here for 200 microcycles." "It's murder out there." "You can't travel in your own microcircuits... without permission from Master Control Program." "Sending me to play games." "Who does he calculate he is?" "Okay, Clu, tonight we check everything in the right hand column." "Where are you?" "There you are." " Clu?" " Yes, sir." " This is top priority." " I know, sir." "It isn't just correcting my bank statement or phone bill." " This is a must!" " I understand." "I wrote you and taught you everything about the system." " Thank you, but..." " No buts." "That's for users." "You're the best program ever written." " You're dogged and relentless." " Let me at 'em." "That's the spirit." "Keep that tank rolling." "I'll cover you from this end." "You think we can merge with this memory, Bit?" "Yes." "Hmm." "Flynn is saying to look over here." "I don't see what we're looking for." "Come on, you scuzzy data, be in there." "Uh-oh!" "We've got company." "I don't believe this." "A Recognizer." "There's too many!" "What is this?" "Ahhh!" "Dammit!" "Get out of here!" "Yes-yes-yes." "Busted again!" "That was my best program." "Got a pirate program here." "Says his name's Clu." "What did he pull?" "He came into the system with a stolen password." "We caught him trying to raid our high-clearance memory." "No!" "I must've gotten in by mistake." " Who programmed you?" " I was simp" "Ahhh!" "You're in trouble, program." "Make it easy on yourself." "Who's your User?" "Forget it," "Mister High And Mighty Master Control." "You aren't making me talk." "Suit yourself." "Ahhh!" "Get me Dillinger." "Good evening, Mr. Dillinger." " Thank you, Peter." "You can go now." " Yes, sir." "No problem, Master C. If you've seen... one electronics show, you've seen them all." "What's up?" " Flynn?" " Yes." "He's looking for that old file." "Can't you appropriate it?" "I put it in my memory which he hasn't located." " He might find it." " I'm afraid so." "I spotted him this time and kept him out." "It's getting trickier." "We should shut down all access... until we find that Flynn." " There's a 68.71% chance you're right." " Cute." "Come on!" "Alan, think I can have some of your popcorn?" "Yeah, sure." "Sit down." "Thank you." "We've had to shut down... all Group-7 personnel... just briefly." "Security." "Someone has been tampering." "You don't think it's me!" "I don't even balance my checkbook on downtime." "It'll only be a couple of days." " What's your project?" " It's called Tron." "It's a security program." "It monitors contacts between our system and others." "Anything not scheduled, it shuts it down." "I sent you a memo." " Part of the Master Control Program?" " No." "It'll run independently and watchdog the MCP as well." "Sounds good." "We should have you running in a couple of days." "I hope." "Okay." "Thanks." "Oh, boy." "Mr. Dillinger, I'm very disappointed in you." "I'm sorry." "I can't afford an independent programmer monitoring me." "You realize how many systems I've gone into?" "How many programs I've appropriated?" "Come on!" "A couple of days!" "Hi, Dr Gibbs." "Here goes nothing." "You hear what you just said?" ""Here goes nothing"." "Actually, we propose to change something... into nothing and back again." "You might have said, "Here goes something, here comes nothing"." "Right." "This is the big moment." "This'll narrow your theory that the scan U-V beam... is superior to single pulse exposure." "Laser activity will exist in 30 seconds." "Put on your goggles." "Leave the bay." "Let's see if we've got the green light." " Target area shielded?" " They verified safety." "20 seconds." " Looks good." " Let her rip." "This is what we've been waiting for." "10 seconds." "5 seconds." "Perfect!" " Beautiful!" " Hi, Alan." "Having fun disintegrating things?" "Not disintegrating, digitizing." "A laser dismantles the molecular structure." "Molecules remain suspended in the laser beam." "When the computer plays out the model, the molecules fall back into place, and voilá!" " Great." "Can it send me to Hawaii?" "You've got to purchase your program 30 days in advance." " How's it going upstairs?" " Frustrating." "I had Tron almost ready... when Dillinger cut everyone with Group-7 access out." "Ever since he got... that Master Control Program, the system's got more bugs than a bait store." "You gotta expect some static." "Computers are machines." "They can't think." " Some programs will be thinking soon." "Computers will start thinking, and the people will stop." "I'm gonna put some data through." " See you." " Bye." "Come on." " Did you say Group-7 access?" " Yeah." "What a hassle." "I was all set." " Did he say why?" " Something about tampering." "Flynn has been thinking... about breaking into the system... ever since Dillinger canned him." "And he had Group-7 access." "Flynn had access to you, too." "I want to go to Flynn's place." " What for?" " To warn him." " Of what?" " That Dillinger's onto him." "I don't see why I have to do that guy any favors!" "I don't know what you saw in that guy." "I loved him for his brain." "Don't put change in the meter." "We're gonna need it for the games." "Boy!" "I haven't been here in a long time." "Hey, Bobby, up here." " Where is he?" " I don't know." " Where is he?" " I don't know." "Somewhere in here lost in one of his games." " Do you know where Flynn is?" " On his machine." "He's really on a roll!" "One more Reco before he ties." "Another Reco and he gets the world's record." "He's going for the record." "The all-time record coming up." "This is it." "It's all over." "Flynn's gonna make him a part of history!" "Flynn, how'd you do it?" "It's all in the wrists." "999,000 points!" "Hey, good to see you guys." "Nothing classes up the joint like a clean-cut couple." "We gotta talk." "You can't hear yourself think in here." "Come on." " Come on." " I'll be down in a minute." "How's the world of serious science?" "Go make yourselves at home." "The best programmer Encom ever saw, and he winds up playing space cowboy... in some back room." " Let me handle this." " Go right ahead." " Have you been sneaking... into the Encom system?" "You never were much for small talk." "Does she still leave her clothes all over?" " No!" " Alan!" "I mean, not that often." "You can see why all his friends..." " are 14 years old." " Touché." "I have been doing a little hacking." " You did break in." " Tried to." "I can't seem to quite get the connection." " If I had a direct terminal..." " Flynn, are you embezzling?" "Embezzling is such an ugly word, Mr. Bradley." "Actually, I'm trying to get some evidence together." " I don't get it." " Okay." " I don't get it." " Okay." "Sherman, set the Way-Back Machine for 3 years ago." "Kevin Flynn, one of Encom's... brightest young software engineers." "He's so bright that he goes in at night, and begins writing a program for video games... called "Space Paranoids"." "You invented "Space Paranoids"?" ""Paranoids", "Matrix Blaster", a whole slew of 'em." "I was this close to starting my own enterprise." "But enter another;" "not so young or so bright, but very sneaky;" "Ed Dillinger." "One night, our boy Flynn... goes to his terminal, tries to read up his file." "I get nothing." "There's a big blank." "3 months later..." "Dillinger presents Encom with 5 video games... that he's invented." "The slime didn't even change the names!" "He gets a big promotion." "Thus begins his meteoric rise... to..." "What is he?" " Senior Exec." " Senior Exec?" "Meanwhile, the kids... are putting 8 million quarters a week into Paranoid machines." "I don't see a dime, except what I squeeze outta here." "I still don't understand why you want to break in." "Somewhere in one of these memories is the evidence." "If I got in far enough I could reconstruct it." " My password, Dillinger's instructions to divert..." " Too late!" "Dillinger's cut off Group-7 access." "Wait." "What are you saying?" "The guy knows what you're up to." "Great." "You're kidding me?" "Now there is nothing to stop him." "It's just Dillinger and the MCP running things." "Not if my Tron program was running." "That'd shut the system down." "If your file was in there..." "If we can get in there, I can forge a Group-6 access." "Well?" "Shall we dance?" "I shut down Group-7 for a very good reason." "If our people can't get access to their programs..." "You know how frustrating it is when you're researching." "I sympathize, but I have data coming from MCP... telling me there's something screwy going on." "That MCP is half our problem!" "The MCP is the most efficient way of handling what we do!" "I can't worry about every user request." "User requests are what computers are for." "Doing our business is what computers are for!" "Encom isn't the business you started in your garage." "We've accounts in 30 countries, new defense systems, one of the most sophisticated pieces of equipment." "I know all that." "Sometimes I wish I were back in that garage." "That can be arranged, Walter." "That was uncalled for." "You can remove Alan and me, but we helped create it." "Our spirit remains in every program we designed." "Walter, it's getting late." "I've got better things to do." "Don't worry about Encom anymore." "It's out of your hands now." "I don't think I'm cleared for this." " I'm certainly not." " Want to move aside?" "Give the kid a little room." "This guy's a little like Santa Claus." "I make these myself." "You want one?" "They never should have gotten rid of me." " Now that is a big door." " Shut up." "I programmed you to want too much." "I was planning to hit the Pentagon." "The Pentagon?" "It shouldn't be harder than any big company." " This is what I get for using humans." " I wrote you!" "What do you want with the Pentagon?" "The same thing I want with the Kremlin." "With the information I can access," "I can run things 900 to 1200 times better than any human." "If you think you're superior to us..." "You wouldn't want me to dig up Flynn's file..." " and read it up on a VDT at the Times." " You wouldn't dare!" "Hi." "Hi." "Working late?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Come here." "I'm gonna put him at my terminal... and meet you in your office upstairs." "Don't fall asleep." "If and when I activate Tron, you'll only have a few minutes... before Dillinger catches the break." "As long as we stay off the top floor," "Dillinger will never know we've been in here." "Good luck, hot shot." " Ahem." " Flynn!" "After you." "Keep those programers out of the system." "Get me that Chinese language file." " You are going to stick with me?" " What for?" "You're the one who never needed help, remember?" "I'm scared of the dark." "All this technology scares me." "This way!" " When did they put this in?" " This is where I work." "I've got a direct terminal in the laser target area." "You can stay there all night." "Like a man says," ""There's no problems, only solutions"." "Remember, this lazer is my life's work." "Don't spill anything." "Huh?" "Have fun, sweetheart." "Hey, it's the big Master Control Program." "Sit right there." "Make yourself comfortable." "Remember the time we spent playing chess together?" "Stop!" "Please." "You realize I can't allow this?" "How are you gonna run the universe... if you can't answer unsolvable problems?" "Let's see what you've got." "I'd like to see what you're made of." "You don't look a thing like your pictures." "You're entering a big error." "I'm going to put you on the game grid." "You want games?" "This isn't happening." "It only thinks it's happening." "Vacate entry port, program." "I said, move!" "Ah!" "Hey!" "Look, if this is about those parking tickets," "I can explain everything." "Prepare all programs for war games." "I've got a challenge for you, Sark; a new recruit." "It's a tough case, but treat it in the usual manner." "Train him for the games, let him hope, then blow him away." "You've got it." "I've been hoping you'd send me somebody with a little guts." "What kind of program is he?" "He's not any kind of program." "He's a User." " A User?" " That's right." "He pushed me in the real world." "Somebody pushes me, I push back." "So I brought him here." "What's the matter?" "You look nervous." "Well, I was just..." "I don't know." "A User, I mean..." "Users wrote us." "A User even wrote you!" "No one User wrote me." "I'm worth millions of their man-years." "What if...?" "You'd rather take your chances with me?" "Want me to slow down your power cycles?" "I need that!" "Then pull yourself together." "Get this clown trained." "I want him in the games until he dies playing." "Acknowledge." "Acknowledged, Master Control." "End of line." "Game unit 18." "In here, program." "Who you calling "program", program?" "Ah!" "New guy?" "Another free program off line." "You think the Users are still there?" "They'd better be." "I don't want to bust out of here... and find nothing but cold circuits." "Hey." " Who are you guys?" " Hold it!" "Watch those force fields." "You'll be having plenty of chances to get hurt." "Just so I can tell my friends... what this dream is about, where am I?" "You're a... guest of the Master Control Program." "Oh, great." " He makes you play video games." " No sweat." "I play video games better than anybody." "Move out!" "This way." "You, you come this way." " I've gotta see the guy in charge." " You will." "Look operative." "Command Program Sark's carrier is approaching." "He will explain the training procedures." "Greetings." "The Master Control Program has chosen you... to serve your system on the game grid." "Those of you who continue... to profess a belief in the Users... will receive the standard substandard training, which will result in your eventual elimination." "Those of you... who renounce... this superstitious and hysterical belief, will be eligible to join the warrior elite... of the MCP." "You will each receive an identity disk." "Everything you do or learn... will be imprinted on this disk." "If you lose your disk or fail to follow commands, you will be subject to immediate de-resolution." "That will be all." "Move out." "Who's that guy?" "Tron." "He fights for the Users." "That's pretty good." "You gotta be good if you want to survive." "What's your name?" "My name's Ram." "Hey, Ram, what were you before?" "I was an actuarial program." "I worked for a big insurance company." "Really gives you a great feeling... helping folks plan for their future needs." "If you think of the payments as an annuity, the cost is quite minimal." "Yeah, that's great." "Actuarial program." "Nice." "How about yourself?" "I don't remember too much." "Name's Flynn." "Disorientation is normal in transport." "It'll come back." "This is it." "Good luck, Flynn." "Sir, conscript being moved... from pit cell to ring game." "Hey!" "You guys sure are friendly." "Wait." "Let him fight one of his own kind." "You think you're gonna wipe me out?" "No..." "Hey!" "That new guy was asking about you." "Too bad he's in a match." "I'll probably never meet him." "You might." "There's something different about him." "Okay." "That was a very fancy shot." "Okay, here's an easy one." "Finish the game!" " No!" " Kill him." "No." "You'll regret this." "Ahh!" "I want him in the games until he dies playing." "This is the holding area for the lightcycles." "You made it!" "Wait here." "Alan." "Where did you hear that name?" " That's your name." " The name of my User." "How did you know?" " I'm a program from a User that knows Alan." " He's disoriented, Tron." "I'm remembering all kinds of stuff, like my User wants me to go after the MCP." " My User wants that, too." " I know." "Prepare to transport to lightcycle grid." "We have transport." "Wow." "This is Blue Leader to Blue bikes." "Run these guys into your jet walls." "Copy, Blue Leader." "This is Gold-1 to Gold-2 and 3." "Split up." "Take them one on one." "Watch it!" "Ahh!" "Taking him into the maze." "This is it." "Come on." "Gold-3 to Gold-2 and 1." "I'm getting out of here and you guys are invited." "Got it." "Ready?" " Ready." " So long, sucker!" "Ahh!" "Greetings, programs!" "Warriors escaping game grid." "This is an illegal exit." "You must return to game grid." "This is an illegal exit." "Gold-2 to Gold-3." "Those demons are coming down." "Get them!" "Send out every game tank in the grid." "Get them!" "I should never have written all those tank programs." "Targets leaving protective field." "Missed!" "All units exiting game arena." "Target units accelerating!" "Pursuit force minus one tank." "Close ranks." "Oh, man." "On the other side of the screen, it all looked so easy." "They must've gone right past us." "We made it... this far." "Pursuit force reporting." "We lost visual contact." "Get the pursuit forces back into the canyons." "Those programs never made it out." "We'll have them back before the Interrupt Interface." "We'd better, null unit." "I'll be lucky if the MCP doesn't blast me." "I want those conscripts!" "What is it?" "What do you see?" "Watch it." "Come on, you little bugger." "Look at that." "When do we pay our visit... to the old Master Control?" "What?" "There's just 3 of us." "If you know anybody who's got an army for rent, fine, but my User told me to take that sucker out, or I'm never getting out." "We can't get to the MCP... without the help of my User." "I have to get to that Input/Output tower, and communicate with him." "Check in with Alan." "Maybe he knows..." "What's that?" "That..." "is just... what I need right now." "Oh, it's nice." "Incredible." "Boy, you forget how good the power feels... until you get to a pure source." "My friends, my fellow conscripts, we have scored!" "I feel so much better." "Pursuit force reporting." "No sign of escaped units." "Moving into next sector." "Thank you." "I can feel it." "Feel what?" "You okay?" "Alan-1." "Let's move out!" "Come on, Flynn, put a cork in it." "One second!" "Ahhh!" "Range... 9," "Mark... 45, 48 degrees." "Hold it." "Hold it." "Fire!" "Ram, Flynn, do you read me?" "Pursuit force reporting." "2 escaped units de-rezzed." "No!" "Tron unit heading into next sector." "Ram?" "Come on!" "We gotta get outta here." "No sign of life." "Looks like we got 'em." "Continue pursuit of remaining conscript." "Acknowledged." "Proceeding towards sector frontier." "We're gonna make it, Ram." "We gotta find you a place to rest." "Hang in there, Ram." "This looks like a good spot." "Those tanks won't find us here." "Okay." "I thought this was supposed to be easy." "What's going on?" "You see this?" "You shouldn't be able to do that." "Now for some... real User power." "Hey, this looks promising." "This is just like the old arcade grips." "Let's get this show on the road." "Now we're smokin'!" "How can you steal a Recognizer?" "You don't look good." "We'll get you fixed up." "Come here." "Oh, my User!" "Users are Users." "They..." "Are you a User?" "Flynn, help Tron." "Ram!" "Ram?" "Damn Recognizer." "The thing just goes straight." "I gotta get to that I/O tower." "Program Alu, request additional information." "Prepare hanger for game simulation transport." "Attention all units, lock onto matrix code." "Prepare for digital beam transport." "Activate hanger doors." "What's the progress on the simulation?" "30, 56, 99 are correct." "Limited 4 and 8 are missing." "Don't scream." "Yori!" "30, 56, 99 are correct." " Limited 4 and 8 are missing." " No, I..." "Tron!" "Ah!" "Yori." "I knew you'd escape." "They haven't built a circuit that could hold you." "Listen!" "We have to make plans." "Where can we go?" "This way, quickly." "Hey!" "Hold it!" " Yes?" " What do you mean, "yes"?" "Yes?" "That all you can say?" "No." " Anything else?" " Yes." " Positive and negative, huh?" "You're a bit." " Yes." "Where's your program?" "lsn't he gonna miss you?" "No." "I'm your program?" "Yes." "Another mouth to feed." "Yes-yes-yes-yes!" "Watch out for nested macros." " Who are these weirdos?" " Inoperative data pushers." "Control Programs!" "Come on." "Pretty good drivin', huh?" "Oh!" " No!" " Who asked you?" "No-no-no-no!" "Ahh!" "This baby doesn't handle so good in town." " What's this do?" "How 'bout this one?" " No, no." "Here comes a headache." " Ahhh!" " No-no-no-no!" " We gotta stop this thing!" " Yes!" "I'm glad you agree!" "Uh, I'm fine." "No problem." "Oh, this town is full of live ones." "This is where Tron said he was going." "Losing Flynn." "I don't believe this." "Halt!" "More guards." "They don't see us." "I'll go first." " Are you all right?" " Yeah." "Let's do that some more." "I think the guard saw me." "Come on!" "Halt." "Dumont." "I can't stand this commotion." "What do you want?" "I've come to communicate with my User." "Difficult... proposition at best." "I could be de-rezzed for letting you in here." "They hate this tower." "They'd close it down if they dared." "They keep me around in case... one of them wants to deal with the other world." "Dumont!" "My User has information that could... make this a free system again." " Really!" "You'd have programs lined up to use this place, and no MCP looking over your shoulder." "When you've been in the system as long as I have, you hear many promises, reassurances," " many brave plans." " Please?" "The guards are coming." "There they are with the Guardian." "All right, Yori." "Who is your User, program?" "Alan-1." "He calls me." "May I pass?" "All that is visible... must grow beyond itself, and extend into the realm of the invisible." "You may pass, my friend." "The Tower Guardian is helping him." "He thinks." "Bring in the logic probe." "More power!" "It's begun." "Tron, location query." "Confirm." "Confirmed, Alan-1." "I am creating the information that will erase the MCP." "Dedicate yourself to getting the disc into the heart... of the MCP." "This interface is located at its base." "We will not be able to communicate again... unless you succeed." "Go!" "This is the key to a new order." "This code disc means freedom." "I think they're breaking in." " Thank you, Dumont." " Hurry!" "The Users are waiting." "Dumont?" "Where's the program?" "What program?" "Take him!" "Stay close." "If I can get us on the scanning transport beam, this simulation will take us... across the game sea... back into the central computer." "Look out!" "Ahhh!" "Ahhh!" "Commander, you've enjoyed the power you've been given." "I wonder how you'd take to working in a pocket calculator." "We did take care of that User you sent us." "Incompetent zero." "Now you've got 2 renegade programs... flying all over the system in a stolen simulation." "I'll get them." "It's only a matter of time." "You've almost reached your decision gate." "I can't spare you any more time." "End of line." "It's me, Flynn!" "Flynn!" " Greetings, program." " You're alive!" "Barely." "Yeah, I uh..." "Where's Ram?" "He didn't make it." "Come on." "Lora." "This is Flynn." "The one who busted me out." "Lora?" "Well, then I owe him some thanks." "It's no big deal." "I ought to know Lightcycle." "I wrote the program." " You wrote the program?" " It's time I level with you." "I'm what you call a User." "You're a User?" "I took a wrong turn somewhere." "If you are a User, everything you've done is according to a plan." "You wish." "You know what it's like." "You keep doing what it looks like you're supposed to, no matter how crazy." "That's the way it is for programs, yes." "Most of the time, that's the way it is for Users, too." "Stranger and stranger." "So, nice looking ship you got here." "What do you want done with the Tower Guardian, Dumont?" "Put him with the others?" "No, bit brain, prepare him for inquisition." "I need a bit of relaxation." "First, rezz up the carrier for pursuit." "One other thing." "Don't think anymore." "I do the thinking around here." "This isn't going to be easy." "If those grid bugs get us, we've had it." "Had enough?" "What do you want?" "I'm busy." "Busy dying, you worn out excuse for an old program." "Yes, I'm old." "Old enough to remember the MCP when it was a chess program." "He started small and he'll end small." "Very funny." "Maybe I should keep you around for a laugh." " What's happening?" " Power surge in the MCP." "Get off this beam." "There isn't a junction for 7 or 8 nano seconds." " There's another beam!" " It's too far." "He's creating a junction." "Did we make it?" "Yeah." "Hurray for our side." "ls he de-rezzing?" "No, but I couldn't tell you why not." "I'm all in one piece." "I'm still with you." "Ohhh!" "Tell the guy with the jackhammer to lay off." "How'd you do that?" "Elementary physics: a beam of energy can always be diverted." "Are we there yet, Mommy?" "Sark!" "Dumont!" "Yori." "Tron?" "Tron's dead." "Who's that?" "That is a User." "He came here to help us." "Tron believed in him." "If the Users can no longer help us, we're lost." "So, we have erased that program..." "No." " You were de-rezzed." " Not me, Sark." "You're nothing special, just an ordinary program." "So are you, one that should have been erased." "You're nothing." "Take that program to the holding pit." "Please!" "I'm taking our friend... and some other religious fanatics to Master Control." "When I disembark, this ship and everything on board... will automatically de-rezz." "This means you." "Move on!" "lmmediate vectors detached." "Route us to the MCP." "I want to get rid of this dead weight, and catch a transport beam to the game domain." "These walls..." "Yori, something's happening." "Hey." "I still have power." "Sark doesn't know that." "Leave me alone." "We've failed." "Only if we give up!" "Come on, look, the wall!" "Yori." "You brought me back." "How?" "Why did you bring me back?" "I need your help." "Come on!" "Do something with these controls!" "I'm on it." "The MCP, the heart of the whole system." "I feel a presence." "Another warrior is on the mesa." "Sark!" "We're getting closer." "I don't know how you survived." "It doesn't matter." "Prepare to terminate." "All programs have a desire to be useful." "In moments, you will no longer seek communication... with each other or your superfluous Users." "You'll each be part of me." "Together we will be complete." "You should have joined me." "We'd have made a great team." " You're very persistent." " I'm also better than you." "Sark?" "All my functions are now yours." "Take them." "Sark?" "Sark?" "Look!" "Your User can't help you now, my little program." "I got it." "Steer us by the beam." "Right next to it." "What good will that do?" "I'm going to jump." "It's the only way to help Tron." "Don't." "You'll be de-rezzed." "Don't worry." "Come on, let's go!" "We did it!" "That's nice." "We thought you were dead." "Where's Flynn?" "He threw himself into the beam and distracted the MCP... just long enough for you to get your disc in." "He saved us." "He really did it." "Look at the I/O towers." "Every tower is lighting up." "Priority one!" "Try to look official." "Here comes the boss." "Pick me up in an hour." "Greetings, programs."