TRON: Legacy

The Grid.

A digital frontier.

I tried to picture clusters of information

as they moved through the computer.

What did they look like?

Ships? Motorcycles?

Were the circuits like freeways?

I kept dreaming of a world I thought I'd never see.

And then, one day...

- You got in. - That's right, man. I got in.

And the world was more beautiful than I ever dreamed

and also more dangerous than I ever imagined.

Hop in bed, now, kiddo.

- Now, I met a brave warrior. - Tron.

Tron!

- He fights for the users. - He sure does.

Oh, man, he showed me things that no one had ever imagined.

There were these disk battles fought in spectacular arenas.

Cycles that raced on ribbons of light.

It was so radical.

- And together... - You built the Grid.

We built a new grid for programs and users.

Now, I couldn't be in there all the time,

so I created a program in my own image that could think.

Like you, and me.

And I called him Clu.

- Codified Likeness Utility. - That's right.

And Clu, Tron and I, we built the system,

where all information was free and open.

Beautiful.

And then, one day,

something happened.

Something extraordinary.

A miracle.

What was it?

That'll have to wait till next time.

I gotta get to work.

I wanna go with you, Dad.

Yeah, well, one day you will.

I promise.

- To the Grid? - Good night, Sam.

Hey, what do you say tomorrow you and I hit the arcade?

You can have a crack at the old man's high score.

First game's on me.

Can we play doubles? On the same team?

We're always on the same team.

Good evening. Our lead story.

ENCOM CEO and video game icon Kevin Flynn has disappeared.

He was best known for designing Tron and Space Paranoids,

the two bestselling video games in history.

Flynn took ownership of ENCOM in 1982

as the company skyrocketed to the top of the tech industry.

But things changed in 1985 with the untimely death of Flynn's wife,

the mother of his young son, Sam.

Recently, ENCOM board members

have been troubled by reports

of Flynn's erratic, even obsessive, behavior.

With Flynn missing, the company is now in chaos.

This afternoon, ENCOM's board

moved to seize control from Flynn's partner, Alan Bradley,

vowing to return the company to profitability.

Loyal to the end, Bradley maintains his belief that Flynn is not missing

and is instead pursuing his dream of

"a digital frontier to reshape the human condition."

In there is a new world.

In there is our future.

In there is our destiny.

Even Flynn's most ardent supporters

are now acknowledging a difficult truth.

Kevin Flynn may have simply run away.

And while Flynn's loyalists hope for his imminent return,

there is perhaps no one who wishes it to happen more than young Sam Flynn,

now in the care of his grandparents, and heir to an empire in turmoil.

He's coming. He promised.

- Sam, you have to eat. - Let go of me!

Sam?

What will become of Flynn's legacy and the future of ENCOM

will most likely depend

on what becomes of this now orphaned little boy.

Sam! Come back!

All cycle units, stand by.

All units, stand by.

Now that is a big door.

Welcome, everybody.

Please settle. I know it's late, so I'll skip the pleasantries

and hand things over to our chairman, Richard Mackey.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Claire.

Tonight I am pleased to announce

that ENCOM's last fiscal year was our most profitable ever.

Yes.

At midnight the twelfth version of our flagship operating system

will hit the shelves around the world.

I'm sure it comes as no surprise whom we have to thank.

The head of our software design team,

a man whose father's own notable history with ENCOM

helped make this company what it is today.

Edward Dillinger. Well done.

Well done.

And this year, simultaneous to the release of ENCOM OS-12,

we will be making our debut on Tokyo's Nikkei Index.

ENCOM's stock will now trade around the world 24/7.

Huh? Oh, yes.

- Excuse me. - Yes, Alan?

Given the prices

that we charge to students and schools,

what sort of improvements have been made in Flynn...

I mean, ENCOM OS-12?

This year we put a "12" on the box.

OS-12 is the most secure operating system ever released.

The idea of sharing our software or giving it away for free

disappeared with Kevin Flynn.

I know you're here.

Let's make this easy.

Come on, come on.

Freeze!

Okay.

If there are no more questions,

I would like you to meet our next blockbuster.

ENCOM OS-12.

Whoa.

Still a few bugs.

What's that? What is that?

Just bear with us one sec.

Make this go away now.

Stop what you're doing. Stop. Stop for one second.

...where ENCOM's chairman, Richard Mackey, will be launching...

- We go live in thirty seconds. - He's on the roof!

- Anyone know where the master file is? - I do.

It's on the Web.

We've got to stop this.

I've got to ring that opening bell.

- Make this stop now. - It's locked.

Just shut it down. Shut it down! Now!

Relax, Mackey. Relax.

It's under control.

Relax? Our most valuable

and most secure operating system is out there for free!

How am I supposed to explain that?

I don't know. Say it was all part of the plan.

A little gift from ENCOM.

Apparently, ENCOM Technology is having some technical difficulties.

Why don't we give them a chance to sort things out?

Hey, Dad.

How you doing?

- Where you gonna run to now? - Hey, you don't wanna do that.

Didn't anyone tell you? Stealing is wrong.

You can't steal what was designed to be free.

- Now I got you. - Your boss is okay with this.

The hell he is.

Your boss works for the CEO

and the CEO works for the shareholders.

Do you know who the biggest shareholder is?

I don't know. Some kid.

You're Mr. Flynn?

Why?

This is your father's company.

- Not anymore. - What? Hey. Hey, kid.

No!

Yeah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You kidding me?

- That's him! Get the team down here! - There he is! Get him!

What the...

Hey! No free ride!

- Whoa! - No free taxi!

You pay!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - No free ride!

Hold it right there. Freeze!

Okay, boys. You got me.

Hey.

- Hey, Karl. - Hey, how you doing?

Enjoy it, Marv. You earned it.

Why are you in my apartment, Alan?

You don't answer your phone.

- How you been, Sam? - Oh, you know,

when I was twelve, I appreciated the surrogate-father thing. But come on.

I got it all under control now.

Oh. Clearly!

You want to help me with my homework?

Like old times? Have a catch?

You know, you got a pretty nice view here.

Heard you did a triple axel off of her a few hours ago.

- Rough landing, huh? - Could have been worse.

I also thought your message to the board

was very clever.

Did you like that? That was Marv's idea.

Alan, are we really going to do this again?

Do I really look like I'm ready to run a Fortune 500 company?

No.

And truthfully, the company is pretty happy with where you are, too.

I bet.

That way they can keep doing whatever they want.

You know, I guess what I find curious is the crazy charities,

the annual prank on the company.

You have an interesting way of being disinterested, Sam.

Why are you here, Alan?

I was paged last night.

Oh, man, still rocking the pager?

Good for you.

Yeah, your dad once told me I had to sleep with it, and I still do.