Gold-2 and 1.
I'm getting out of here now
and you guys are invited.
[ Ram ]
Got it.
- Ready?
- Ready.
- So long, sucker!
- Aah!
Greetings, programs!
Video game warriors
escaping game grid.
This is an illegal exit.
You must return to game grid.
Repeat, this is an illegal exit.
- You must return to the grid.
- Gold-2 to Gold-3.
Those demons
are coming down.
Get them!
Send out every
game tank in the grid.
Get them!
[ Flynn ] I should never
have written all those tank programs.
Targets leaving
protective field.
Missed!
All units
exiting game arena.
Target units
accelerating!
Pursuit force minus one tank.
Close ranks.
Oh, man.
On the other side
of the screen,
it all looked
so easy.
They must've gone
right past us.
We made it...
this far.
Pursuit force reporting.
We lost visual contact
with escaped units.
Awaiting further orders.
Get the pursuit forces
back into the canyons.
Those programs never made it out.
We'll have them back in no time, sir,
long before the interrupt interface.
We'd better, null unit.
I'll be lucky if the MCP
doesn't blast me into a dead zone.
I want those conscripts!
[ Flynn ]
What is it? What do you see?
Watch it. Watch it.
Come on, you little bugger.
[ Ram ]
Look at that.
When do we pay our visit
to the old Master Control?
What?
There's just
three of us.
Well, if you know anybody who's got
an army for rent, that's fine,
but my User told me
to go take that sucker out,
or I'm never getting
out of here.
We can't get
to the MCP...
without the help
of my User.
I have to get to
that input/output tower,
and communicate with him.
Well, good. Check in with Alan.
Maybe he knows what's--
What's that?
That... is just...
what I need right now.
Oh, it's nice.
Incredible.
[ Tron ] Boy, you forget
how good the power feels...
until you get
to a pure source.
[ Laughing ]
My friends, my fellow conscripts,
we have scored.
I feel so much better.
Pursuit force reporting.
No sign of escaped units.
Moving into next sector.
- Thank you.
- I can feel it.
Feel what?
You okay?
Alan-1.
Let's move out!
Come on, Flynn,
put a cork in it.
One second!
Ahhh!
Range, 9.
Mark, 45.
48 degrees.
Hold it.
Hold it. Fire!
Ram, Flynn,
do you read me?
Pursuit force reporting.
Two escaped units de-rezzed.
No!
Tron unit heading
into next sector.
Ram?
Ram!
Come on!
We gotta get outta here!
No sign of life.
Looks like we got 'em.
Continue pursuit of
remaining conscript.
Acknowledged. Proceeding
towards sector frontier.
We're gonna make it, Ram.
I just gotta find you
a place to rest.
Hang in there, Ram.
This looks like a good spot.
Those tanks
won't find us here.
Okay.
I thought this was
supposed to be easy.
[ Groans ]
[ Beeping ]
Hey, what's going on?
You see this?
You shouldn't
be able to do that.
Now for some
real User power.
Hey, this looks promising.
This is just like
the old arcade grips.
Let's get this
show on the road.
Now we're smokin'!
How can you steal
a Recognizer?
Hey, you okay?
You don't look so good.
- We'll get you fixed up. Hang on.
- Come here.
Oh, my User!
Users are Users.
They--
Are you a User?
Flynn,
help Tron.
Ram!
Ram!
Damn Recognizer.
Thing just goes straight.
I gotta get to
that I/O tower.
Program Alu, request additional
information for sector two.
Prepare hangar for
game simulation transport.
Attention all units,
lock onto matrix code.
Prepare for
digital beam transport.
Activate hangar doors.
What's the progress
on the simulation?
30, 56, 99
are correct.
Limited four and eight
are missing.
Don