Tron Page #14
- PG
- Year:
- 1982
- 96 min
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FLYNN:
This is where Tron said he was going...
Below him, at waist level, also peeking around the corner, we see
the glow of the Bit. Flynn moves out from the wall and starts going
down the hall, Bit following.
FLYNN (CONT.)
Looks like his kind of place, too...
real serious.
CAMERA SWIVELS and watches him walking quickly away from us. We HEAR
the sound of many feet marching as Flynn reaches the end of the
corridor. He stops and glances over his shoulder.
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378 A SHOT FROM IN FRONT OF HIM378
As he stares down at the far corner. The SOUND of marching feet
coming closer.
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379 CLOSE SHOT - MANY FEET MARCHING FAST379
PULL BACK AND TRUCK IN FRONT as we get a view of these characters...
Sark... and a force of guards and six Blue Warriors. Sark is in
front, enjoyment on his face. As far as he's concerned he's just
going in for a final, easy kill of one renegade program who is
trapped.
GUARDS:
Hut! Hut! hut! Hut! Hut!
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380 A SHOT OF THE CORRIDOR WHERE WE LAST SAW FLYNN380
as Sark and his men come around the corner. Flynn is nowhere to be
seen. Sark marches TOWARDS THE CAMERA, right into it.
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at Sark and his men from the back as they continue on down the hall.
The file of men is moving away. We can see that there is a wide ledge
about ten feet up the wall, containing the lighting source.
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looking down at the file of men going by. The last one passes.
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383 A SHOT FROM RIGHT BEHIND THE LAST WARRIOR383
Flynn suddenly drops down to the floor. The warrior turns snarling,
lifting his staff.
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384 A SHOT OF FLYNN'S UPRAISED ARM 384
his hand in a fist, falling.
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Flynn is standing over the fallen Warrior.
BIT (V.O.)
All right!
Flynn looks up AT THE CAMERA, finger to his lips.
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387 A SHOT FROM THE CORNER OF THE HALL 387
We can see Sark's men marching on away from us, and Flynn leaning
over the warrior with the Bit hovering over him. As we watch, Flynn
places both his hands on the Blue Warrior's chest. Quickly, the blue
static pattern covering the guard flows into Flynn's hands up his
arms, and transfers entirely to him and the warrior derezzes.
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387A The Bit, upset, BUZZES around Flynn nervously.387A
FLYNN:
Sshhh I'm still me. Just a different
color. C'mon.
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marching fast down the corridor, after Sark.
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389 INT. I/0 HALLWAY - MED. SHOT SARK - FULL FACE 389
surrounded by his guards. He. is looking up, eyes narrowed.
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390 A LONG SHOT FROM BEHIND HIM390
We see that he is standing in front of the huge, closed door to the
I/0 Tower central chamber. The guards have formed two long rows, and
Sark's lieutenant is standing by his side.
SARK:
That old fruitcake Dumont...
he'll pay for this.
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391 A CLOSE SHOT LOOKING OVER SARK'S SHOULDER391
He turns.
SARK:
Bring in the logic probe!!
We see Tron approaching a bell-shaped structure, with the brilliant
golden beam emerging from the highest point of the bell. It is
surrounded by a cylinder of energy hundreds of feet in diameter.
Tron walks into an opening at the base of the bell.
393 INT. COMMUNICATION BELL 393
Tron stands on the rounded rim of a dish-shaped room, the floor of
which rises to a cone in the center. The top of the cone is a flat,
sliced-off surface. Tron walks down into the dish, a soft, padded
surface, and then climbs up to the flat, central podium. We see that
this surface is round, about four feet in diameter, and glowing from
within, with a complex circuit pattern embedded in it. Tron looks
down, and then up.
394 HIS POV394
The curving inner surfaces of the bell culminate in a round opening.
We see Tron's upturned face. He steps up on the podium, hands gripped
into fists at his sides. His face is gradually filling with a deep
inner excitement and anticipation, his eyes searching the space
above. His expression remains still, his mouth closed and even. Only
his eyes project the emotion he is feeling, burning with the
knowledge of the experience to come.
396 A SHOT FROM BELOW HIM, NEAR HIS FEET, LOOKING UP. 396
He takes out his disk, grips it in both hands and slowly raises it
high above his head. He stands stiffly, willing the response to
happen... At first nothing stirs. Then a splendid, radiant beam of
light bursts down from the opening in the top of the bell,
illuminating Tron and the disk. His hands start to shake with the
force of the communication beam, and suddenly the disk is ripped
from his hands, to rise, glowing brilliantly, upwards to the source
of the light.
filled with a quiet awe, eyes narrowed against the strong light. His
hands drop to his sides. The disk rises out of sight, and we
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intensifying with every second.
398 THE 1/0 TOWER CENTRAL CHAMBER 398
The glow is visible, illuminating Yori and Dumont.
399 EXT. CENTRAL CHAMBER - DOOR399
A machine, floating above the floor, with a pointed cone facing the
door, is switched on, and a blast of pure electricity leaps from it
to the surface of the door with the SOUND of sizzling LIGHTNING
DISCHARGE--
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Yori turns to look at the door, hearing this muffled sound.
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One section of it is glowing, starting to de-rez.
YORI V.0.
(Gasp)
Dumont--!
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402 INT. COMMUNICATION CHAMBER402
Tron is looking upwards. Suddenly a voice booms out, echoing, and
distorted, Alan's voice.
ALAN V.0.
TRON... TRON... Location query...
location query... Confirm.
TRON:
Confirmed, Alan-One.
ALAN:
(sigh of relief)
There you are... look, before we get
cut off again...
In the air above Tron, images begin to materialize, shifting,
transparent forms. First we see a network with pinpoints of light
at each intersection; it rotates, and becomes a globe, with a
bright light at the center.
We see one of the intersection lights become very bright, and the
others dim.
ALAN (V.0.)
I'm going to put some new coding on
your-disk, so you can get into the
memory core of the Master Control...
when you get there...
As Alan's voice continues, we
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403 INT. DUMONT'S. CENTRAL CHAMBER 403
A SHOT OF THE de-rezzing door. The dissolving section has expanded,
and we can start to see the guards inside.
404 INT. COMMUNICATION CHAMBER404
The light increases in brilliance, as we hear Alan's voice fading out,
consumed by static.
ALAN (V.0.)
search all password code series
TRON:
Wait! I can't hear...
He stops.
The voice is gone. The beam continues to bathe Tron in its glow, and
gradually we see an object emerging from the glow. The disk. It
slowly descends, Tron raises his hands to catch it, gripping it,
pulls it down and stares at it.
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