let me
handle this.
Go right ahead.
Have you been sneaking
into the ENCOM system?
You never were much
for small talk, were you?
- She still leave her clothes
all over the floor?
- No.
- Alan!
- I mean, not that often.
You can see why all his friends
are 14 years old.
Touch‚.
I have been doing a little hacking,
as a matter of fact.
- You did break in.
- Tried to.
I can't seem to quite get the connection
with that sucker, though.
If I had
a direct terminal--
Flynn, are you embezzling?
[ Game Beeping ]
Embezzling is such
an ugly word, Mr Bradley.
No, actually, I'm trying to
get some solid evidence together.
- I don't get it.
- Okay.
Sherman, set the Way-Back
Machine for three years ago.
Kevin Flynn,
one of ENCOM's brightest young
software engineers.
He's so bright,
he starts going in at night,
sets up his own private
memory file...
and begins writing a program
for video games, invented called...
Space Paranoids.
You invented
Space Paranoids?
Paranoids, Matrix Blaster, Vice Squad--
a whole slew of'em.
I was this close to starting
my own little enterprise.
But enter another
software engineer,
not so young, not so bright,
but very, very sneaky;
Ed Dillinger.
One night, our boy Flynn,
he goes to his terminal,
tries to read up his file.
I get nothing on there.
There's a big blank.
All right, now we take you
three months later,
Dillinger presents ENCOM
with five video games...
that he's invented.
The slime didn't even
change the names, man!
He gets
a big, fat promotion.
Thus begins his meteoric rise to--
what is he now?
- Executive V.P.?
- Senior exec?
Senior exec?
Meanwhile, kids are putting
eight 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 into the system.
Because, man, 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 the data--
It's too late for that!
Dillinger's cut off everybody
with Group-7 access.
Wait. Wait.
What are you saying?
The guy knows
what you're up to.
Great.
You're kidding me?
Well, now there is
nothing to stop him.
It's just Dillinger and the MCP
running things from on high now.
Not if my Tron program was running.
That'd shut the system down.
You know, if your file
was in there--
Wait a minute.
If we can get in there,
I can forge us
a Group-6 access.
Well?
Shall we dance?
[ Dillinger ] I shut down Group-7
for a very good reason.
Ed, all I'm saying is
if our people can't get
access to their programs--
Well, you know how frustrating
it is when you're working
on a piece of research.
I sympathize, but I have data coming
from the Master Control Program...
telling me there's
something screwy going on.
That MCP, that's half
our problem right there.
The MCP is the most efficient
way of handling what we do!
I can't sit here and worry about
every little User request that comes in.
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 any more.
We're building accounts
in 30 different countries,
new defence systems.
We have one of the most sophisticated
pieces of equipment in existence.
Oh, 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 men like
Alan and me from the system,
but we helped create it.
And our spirit remains in every program
we designed for this computer.
Walter, it's getting late.
I've got better things to do...
than to have religious
discussions with you.
Don't worry about ENCOM any more.
It's out of your hands now.<

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