TRON: Legacy Page #4

I didn't send any page.

It was Clu.

Clu sent that page.

That's why you're here.

This is all his design.

He wanted a new piece

on the board to change the game!

With you, he got more

than he ever dreamed.

This is precisely what he wants.

Us together heading for the portal.

It's his game now.

The only way to win is not to play.

Well, that's a hell of a way to live.

But it is a way.

We can go home.

Don't you want that?

Sometimes life has a way of moving you

past things like wants and hopes.

That's great, Dad.

Keep telling yourself that.

Good night, Sam.

How can he be so afraid

of his own creation?

I mean, he built Clu.

Why doesn't he just end him?

He could,

but it would require reintegration.

Yeah, all right.

Flynn would never survive the event.

It would mean the end of them both.

(SIGHS) If he refuses to save himself,

then I will.

How?

I'm going through the portal.

Clu wants Flynn's disk, not mine.

I'm going to find Alan and we'll figure

this thing out from the other side.

This may be Clu's game here, but

in my world, he's gone in one keystroke.

But I can't do anything

unless I get to the portal.

And my guts tell me

that you don't want to be stuck

in this place for eternity either.

I really think you should consider

your father's wisdom.

I have.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

There's someone I once knew,

a program named Zuse

who fought alongside the ISOs.

They say he can get anyone anywhere.

SAM:
How do I find him?

QUORRA:
This is his sector.

Make it there alive, and he'll find you.

(SEAGULLS CRY IN THE DISTANCE)

(SIGHS)

Sam?

Sam?

COMPUTER:
All programs are required

to present identity disks

at city checkpoints.

Hey, man. It's your lucky day.

- Any program without their disk...

- Stop him!

...will be taken into custody.

Any program in violation of their

function is subject to termination.

FEMALE VOICE:
Sam Flynn?

You remember me?

- Yeah. You gave me some advice.

- And you followed it.

It's unfortunate we met the way we did.

You have a good night.

You're looking for someone.

What makes you say that?

Intuition.

Sir, the sentries downtown

have recovered Flynn's light cycle.

We've traced it to its point of origin.

KEVIN:
Prepare the light runner,

Quorra.

We're going downtown.

Thank you for bringing my son to me.

QUORRA:
Flynn!

You don't need to go.

I've sent him to someone we can trust.

Quorra, there is no choice.

I won't lose him again.

Chaos. Good news.

- (LIVELY CHATTER)

- (POUNDING MUSIC)

Relax. They're occupied.

(LAUGHTER)

His name is Castor. If you want to speak

to Zuse, you need to go through him.

CASTOR:
Where's your sense of humor,

my friend?

MAN:
Programs are disappearing.

Soon none of us will be left.

Zuse can unite the factions,

foment revolution.

- Of course Zuse can do these things.

- Grant me an audience.

Your enthusiasm is intoxicating,

my dear Bartik,

but Zuse's time is precious.

We shall see.

I brought your boy Flynn.

If you'll excuse me for a moment,

I have to attend to something.

But have a drink,

courtesy of the End of Line Club!

It is happening.

Come, away from

these primitive functions.

The son of Flynn.

Of all the innumerable possibilities,

he has to walk into mine.

Libations

for everybody!

(CHEERING)

I'm Castor, your host.

Provider of any and all entertainments

and diversions.

At your service.

I'm looking for Zuse.

Indeed. Many are.

Where can I find him?

This, pretty miss, is a conversation

best had behind closed doors.

Perhaps we should retire

to my private lounge.

I designed it myself, you know. It's true.

I'm stepping away for a moment, boys.

Change the scheme, alter the mood.

Electrify the boys and girls

if you'd be so kind.

- (LIVELY MUSIC)

- Thank you.

Gem. My name is Gem.

(GROWLS)

(LAUGHS)

Cozy.

(CLATTERING)

(CHANDELIER TINKLES)

- You are Clu.

- I am Clu.

- You will create the perfect system.

- I will create the perfect system.

(CHUCKLES)

Together we're gonna

change the world, man.

(ROARS)

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

Let's move.

CASTOR:
Zuse has been around

since the earliest days

of the gaming grid.

By necessity,

he has to mind all the percentages.

All the angles.

So when do I meet him?

You just did.

(LAUGHS)

After the Purge,

I needed to reinvent myself.

Self-preservation, you understand.

Now, what can I do for you?

I need to get to the portal.

Well, it's closing quickly,

as I'm sure you're aware.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

And it's quite the journey.

Beyond the far reaches of the Outlands.

Your father didn't want any programs

slipping out accidentally, did he?

- Can you help me?

- Of course.

But first, as a man who prides himself

on staying well informed,

I must ask who sent you my way.

Her name's Quorra.

Said she met you a long time ago.

Indeed she did.

Many cycles ago.

It was a different time.

But we're not here to relive the past.

Let's see about your future, shall we?

We'll have to change your attire

and you'll need a forged disk.

Not easy these days.

And of course you'll need transport

to cross the Sea of Simulation.

This is going to be quite the ride.

(SCREAMING)

(MUSIC CHANGES)

I believed in users once before.

Playing all the angles.

(SCREAMING)

Resist!

The game has changed, son of Flynn!

(CACKLES)

I met your friend. He's fantastic!

Behold! The son of our maker!

Yeah!

(LAUGHS)

(SOBS)

Yeah, yeah!

Yeah, yeah!

(GROANS)

(CRIES OUT)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Go, go!

Let's split, man.

(BEEPS)

(SCREAMING)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A little help here maybe?

SAM:
Your disk.

Dad, it's gone.

It is.

I'm sorry. I know I messed up.

We can go back.

- I can go back.

- No, we stay together.

- Dad, I can do this.

- You've done enough already!

Sam, you're really...

You're messing with my Zen thing, man.

She's stable.

- SAM:
So what do we do now?

- I don't know. Nothing.

We do nothing.

Be still.

Wait.

You ever jump a freight train?

Huh?

We do it your way.

Full-on sprint to the portal.

If we beat Clu there, we have a chance.

Let's get her out of here.

This'll take us there.

- Is she gonna make it?

- I don't know.

I've got to identify the damaged code.

The sequencing

is just enormously complex.

- SAM:
But didn't you write it?

- Some of it. The rest of it is just

beyond me.

She's an ISO.

KEVIN:
Yeah. The last ISO.

SAM:
All this time,

you were just protecting her.

KEVIN:
She's the miracle, man.

Everything I ever worked for.

"A digital frontier

to reshape the human condition."

SAM:
I always thought

that was just a plug line.

KEVIN:
In our world,

she could change everything.

Yeah.

(LAUGHS) Check that out.

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