us.
he really did it.
video warriors,
look at the i/o towers.
every tower
is lighting up.
priority one !
[ laughing ]
try to look official.
here comes the boss.
pick me up in an hour.
thanks.
greetings,
programs.All right. Give me room. Here we go.
- What's this game called?
- Lightcycle.
Damn!
You're getting brutal, Sark.
Brutal and needlessly sadistic.
Thank you, Master Control.
We've kidnapped
some military programs.
I can arrange more illegal matches.
Interested?
Sure. I'd love to go up against
one of those guys.
Make a nice break from those accounting
cream puffs you keep sending me.
What branch of the service?
Strategic air command.
Nice.
Hey, look. This is all a mistake.
I'm just a compound interest program.
I work at a savings and loan.
I can't play these video games.
Sure you can, pal.
You look like a natural athlete.
Who? Me? Are you kidding?
No. Just running a check
gets me out of breath.
You guys are going to make my user,
Mr Henderson, very angry.
- He's a full branch manager.
- Great. Another religious nut.
I'd say welcome, friend,
but not here, not like this.
I don't even know what I'm doing here.
- You believe in the users?
- Yeah, sure.
- If I don't have a user, then who wrote me?
- That's what you're doing here.
Master Control Program's been snapping
up all us programs who believe.
If he thinks you're useful he takes over
all your functions so he gets bigger.
If he can't use you, he sends you down
here to get the bits blasted out of you.
- What's your name?
- Crom.
I'm Ram.
They'll train you for the games but...
I hope you make it.
What's been going on in the other sectors?
I've been stuck here for 200 microcycles.
It's murder out there.
You can't even travel around
your own microcircuits
without permission
from Master Control Program.
I mean, sending me down here
to play games?
Who does he calculate he is?
OK, Clu. Tonight we check everything
in the right-hand column.
Come on, come on. Where are you?
Clu, we don't have very much time left
to find that file.
- This is top priority.
- Yes, sir.
This isn't just correcting
my bank statement.
- This is a must.
- I understand.
I wrote you. I taught you
everything I know about the system.
- Thank you but...
- No buts. That's for users.
You're the best program ever written.
- You're relentless.
- Let me at 'em.
That's the spirit. Now keep that tank rolling.
I'll try to cover you from this end. Go.
Do you think we can merge
with this memory, Bit?
Yes.
Now Flynn is saying to look over in here.
But I don't see what we're looking for.
Come on, you scuzzy data. Be in there.
Uh-oh. We've got company.
I don't believe this.
A Recognizer!
There's too many of them!
What is this?
Damn it!
- Get out of here!
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Busted again.
And that was my best program.
Got a pirate program here.
Says his name's Clu.
What did he pull?
Came into the system
with a stolen password.
We caught him trying to raid
our high-clearance memory.
No! I must have gotten in there by mistake!
- I was...
- Who programmed you?
I was...
You're in trouble, program.
Make it easy on yourself.
Who's your user?
Forget it,
Mr high-and-mighty Master Control.
You aren't making me talk.
Suit yourself.
Argh!
Get me Dillinger.
- Good evening, Mr Dillinger.
- Thank you, Peter. You can go.
Yes, sir.
Hello, Mr Dillinger.
Thanks for coming back early.
No problem, Master C.
If you've seen one electronics show,
you've seen them all. What's up?
It's your friend the boy detective.
He's nosing around again.
Flynn?
Yes, it felt like Flynn.
He still looking for that old file?
Can't you just appropriate it?
I have. I put it in my memory,
which he hasn't located.
- But he might find it.
- I'm afraid so.
I spotted him this time and kept him out.
But he's getting trickier all the time.
I think we should shut down all access
until we find that Flynn. Just to be safe.