don't think I'm cleared for this.
- I'm certainly not.
- Want to move aside? Make some room.
This guy's a little like Santa Claus.
I make these myself. Do you want one?
They never should have gotten rid of me.
- Now that is a big door.
- Shut up!
It's my fault.
I programmed you to want too much.
I was planning to hit
the Pentagon next week.
The Pentagon?
It shouldn't be any harder
than any other big company.
But this is what I get for using humans.
Now wait a minute. I wrote you.
I've gotten 2,415 times smarter since then.
- What do you want with the Pentagon?
- The same thing I want with the Kremlin.
I'm bored with corporations.
With the information I can access,
I can run things 900 to 1,200 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 upon a VD T at The Times.
You wouldn't dare.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Working late?
- Yeah.
OK, come here.
I'm gonna put him at my terminal.
I'm gonna meet you in your office upstairs.
Don't fall asleep.
If and when I activate your Tron program
you'll only have minutes to use it
before Dillinger stops it.
If we stay off the top floor, Dillinger
will never know we've been in here.
Good luck, hotshot.
- Ahem.
- Flynn.
After you.
Keep those programmers
out of the system
and get me that Chinese language file
I asked for.
End of line.
- You are gonna stay with me, right?
- What for?
You're the one who never needed help.
I'm scared of the dark. All this
technology scares me. Come on, babe.
This way.
- When did they put this in?
- This is where I work now.
I've got a terminal in the laser target area.
You can stay all night if you have to.
Like the man says,
there's no problems, only solutions.
Remember this laser is my life's work.
Don't spill anything, huh?
Have fun, sweetheart.
You shouldn't have
come back, Flynn.
It's the big Master Control Program
everybody's been talking about.
Sit right there. Make yourself comfortable.
Remember the time we used to spend
playing chess together?
That isn't going to do you
any good, Flynn. I'm afraid...
Stop! Please!
You realise I can't allow this.
How are you going to run the universe
if you can't answer insolvable problems?
Come on, big fella.
Let's see what you've got.
I'd like to go against you
and see what you're made of.
You know, you don't look a thing like
your pictures.
I'm warning you.
You're entering a big error, Flynn.
I'm gonna have to put you
on the game grid.
You want games? I'll give you games.
Oh, man. This isn't happening.
It only thinks it's happening.
Vacate entry port, program.
I said, move!
Hey!
If this is about those parking tickets,
I can explain everything.
They're all programs for war games.
I've got a little challenge for you, Sark.
A new recruit.
He's a tough case, but I want him treated
in the usual manner.
Train him for the games, let him hope
for a while, and blow him away.
You got it. I've been hoping you'd send me
somebody with a little bit of guts.
What kind of program is he?
He's not any kind of program, Sark.
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 down here.
What's the matter, Sark?
You look nervous.
Well, I...
It's 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 I can't...
- Rather take your chances with me?
Want me to slow down
your power cycles for you?
Wait! 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.
Video game unit 18. In here, program.
Who are you calling program, program?
- New guy.
- Another free program off line.
You really think the users are still there?
Mine better be.
I don't wanna bust out of here
and find