Tron Page #17

The ship is throbbing and jerking, bits of it de-rezzing.

474 DECK OF SOLAR SAILER 474

Flynn looks around, points to one side.

FLYNN:

There's another beam!

YORI:

It's too far!

Flynn suddenly looks to the bow of the ship, makes a decision, and

races forward.

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475 VIEW D0WN THE WALKWAY, FROM THE STERN475

We see Flynn race to the bow, where the horrendous power of the beam

is blasting away at the sails. He slows down, but keeps going.

CUT TO:

476 YORI'S FACE476

Watching -

YORI:

Where's he going?

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477 TRON'S FACE477

Also watching.

TRON:

The beam connection...

but he'll be de-rezzed!!

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478 SHOT IN FRONT OF SOLAR SAILER, FACING THE BOW 478

We see Flynn emerge, leaning out into the beam, his face brilliantly

illuminated by the beam. He reaches forward with one arm.

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479 FLYNN'S HAND479

Entering the beam.

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480 SHOT FROM ABOVE FLYNN480

He is lying spread eagled at the bow, with one arm in the light. He

raises his other arm and points at the beam which was so close, but

too far to reach. Suddenly his whole body glows with the same

intensity as the beam.

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481 TRON AND YORI 481

Shielding their eyes from the light.

CUT TO:

482 SHOT FROM ABOVE FLYNN482

His body glowing, arm outstretched. Suddenly another beam blasts out

from his arm.

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483 LONG SHOT 483

We see the new beam from Flynn's arm flash over to the neighboring

transmission beam and connect. We see the ship pulsing, and then

breaking free of the old beam, following the new path, and connecting

to the safe beam.

The craft starts to travel safely on its way.

CUT TO:

484 YORI'S FACE484

Radiant. Tron amazed.

CUT TO:

485 SIDE SHOT 485

Tron races down the walkway toward Flynn, closely followed by Yori

and the Bit.

CUT TO:

486 SHOT OF TRON486

Carrying Flynn towards the stern, carefully, gingerly with Yori

watching.

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487 CLOSE SHOT 487

as they reach the deck in front of Tron, as he holds Flynn. We can

see Yori's anxious face to one side. Flynn's head comes up for a

moment, dazed.

FLYNN:

(weakly)

Did we make it?

TRON:

Yes.

Flynn smiles weakly.

FLYNN:

Hooray for our side...

He faints.

DISSOLVE TO:

488 A WATERY, WAVERING VIEW OF YORI488

Her face, upside-down, peering downward.

489 SOLAR SAILER - TRON, FLYNN, YORI489

Yori is sitting on the floor beside the control console with Flynn

stretched out beside her, his head in her lap. Her hands are on

either side of his face. Tron is seated across from them and the Bit

is quietly floating beside him. In b.g. we SEE that the Solar Sailer

is passing through a series of narrow canyons.

FLYNN:

Hey... you guys OK?

TRON:

(nods)

How about you?

FLYNN:

Aah, I'm fine... little hung over

is all...

YORI:

How did you do that, Flynn?

FLYNN:

(sitting up)

Elementary physics... a beam of

energy can always be diverted...

ooh, my head

(looks around --

to Yori)

Are we there yet, Mommy?

YORI:

Almost... I just have to adjust our

course at the next junction. I'd better

go check the instruments ...

She heads O.S., toward the bow.

490 LONG SHOT 490

The Sailer is about to pass the mouth of another canyon.

491 TRON & FLYNN491

Tron looks away from Flynn for a moment to check the Sailer's

progress.

492-500 OMIT 492-500

501 TRON'S POV 501

as the new canyon comes into sight. CAMERA LOOKS UP AND UP... to the

immense bulk of the aircraft carrier, moving fast toward the Sailer.

TRON (V.0.)

Sark!

502-519 OMIT 502-519

520 LONG SHOT 520

The carrier lurches forward and rams the Sailer, splitting it in

half.

521-523 OMIT 521-523

524 YORI AND FLYNN 524

Falling on top of one another, Flynn trying to pull Yori out of the

way as the bulk of the carrier appears to slam into Tron and he's

gone.

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525 TRON 525

falling through space.

CUT TO:

526 FLYNN AND YORI 526

As the carrier keeps moving forward. Flynn holding Yori, and the Bit

hovers beside them. A second level of the carrier, with an open hold,

comes rushing at them.

527 THEIR POV 527

The gaping hold rushes forward and the screen goes black.

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527A LONG SHOT 527A

Their half of the Sailer is scooped up into the carrier.

CUT TO:

528 TRON 528

catching hold of something. He is swinging freely. Hanging onto a

wall, he starts pulling his feet up to gain a precarious foothold.

529/530 OMITTED529/530

531 INT. DUMONT'S CELL 531

Dumont standing, facing the camera. HEAR door SLAMMING.

532 FULL SHOT 532

of cell. Yori rushes forward to Dumont. We see Flynn standing just

inside the door, shoulders slumped and we can see that his disk has

been removed.

532A MED. SHOT 532A

Dumont holds Yori as she SOBS.

DUMONT:

Quietly, Yori...

He looks up.

DUMONT:

(continuing)

Tron... ?

Flynn looks down at his hands and turns away, leaning against the

wall.

YORI:

He's dead.

DUMONT:

(sighs, looks

at Flynn)

And who is this?

YORI:

He's a User, Dumont. He came to

our world... trying to help us...

Her voice breaks, she turns away.

DUMONT:

(despairing)

If the Users can no longer help us...

His voice trails off. Suddenly, a stronger LIGHT flashes on in the

cell, the door opens, and we see Sark standing there, framed in the

cell door.

SARK:

So... we have erased the program that -

As he catches sight of Flynn, his voice falters.

SARK (CONT.)

You! No!

Flynn looks up curiously.

SARK (CONT.)

You died! I saw you!

FLYNN:

Not me, boss.

SARK:

Well... we can take care of that

soon enough.

He points to Dumont. The guards grab him.

SARK (CONT.)

Take this program to the holding pit.

The guards start to drag Dumont out.

YORI:

(rushing after him)

Dumont...!

A guard pushes her roughly to the end of the cell.

SARK:

(indicates Dumont)

I'm taking our friend here, and

some other religious fanatics, to

Master Control... the MCP has expressed

an interest in assimilating them --

probably for archival purposes.

I'm not going back to the Game Grid

on this ship, though -- I'll take

the Transport Beam.

(smiles)

Less traffic. But when I disembark,

this ship...and everything that remains

on board...will automatically de-rez.

This means you.

Enjoy your trip...

LAUGHING, Sark leaves. The guards, with Dumont in custody, follow.

533 SHOT LOOKING DOWN INTO THE PIT CELLS533

into the cell that holds a dozen dejected, defeated, aging programs,

the I/0 Tower guardians. We see the door to the cell open and guards

beginning to herd them out.

534 ANGLE - LEVEL ABOVE CELLS 534

where we can see Sark walking towards an open portal. He looks down

into the cells at his feet and laughs again.

535 FLYNN 535

staring up as Sark moves past their cell and out of view.

536 LONG SHOT 536

of the carrier approaching a flat-topped mountain, with the

communication beam of the MCP visible at the very center.

537/538 OMITTED537/538

539 SHOT FROM THE CARRIER539

of the MCP's mesa moving closer, the only structure visible in a

vast plain covered with a glowing grid.

540 EXT. BRIDGE AREA OF CARRIER540

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