Quorra Flynn shared them with me. I've read them all.
Huh. Light reading. Tolstoy, Dovstoyevsky, I-Ching. "Journey Without a Goal." Must have a killer ending.
Quorra Flynn is teaching me about the art of the selfless. About removing oneself from the equation. But between you and me, Jules Verne is my favorite. Do you know Jules Verne?
Quorra [delighted]
What's he like?
The Miracle...You remember. ISOs, isomorphic algorithms, a whole new life form.
[Laughs]
No, no. They manifested, like a flame. They weren't really, really from anywhere. The conditions were right, and they came into being. For centuries we dreamed of gods, spirits, aliens, and intelligence beyond our own. I found them in here, like flowers in a wasteland. Profoundly naive; unimaginably wise. They were spectacular. Everything I'd hope to find in the system; control, order, perfection. None of it meant a thing. Been living in a hall of mirrors. The ISOs shattered it, the possibilities of their root code, their digital DNA. Disease? History! Science, philosophy, every idea man has ever had about the Universe up for grabs. Biodigital jazz, man. The ISOs, they were going to be my gift to the world.
[Flashback sequence shows CLU's corruption, and Tron sacrificing himself to save Flynn.]
It was a coup. Tron, he fought for me. I never saw him again.
Quorra He did.
CLU fed on my resistance. The more I fought, the more powerful he became. It was impressive, really. And my miracle? CLU saw the ISOs as an imperfection, so he destroyed them.
[Kevin Flynn and CLU confront each other at the portal] [Stretches his arm out to hold Sam back and walks towards CLU]
This is mine . . . [To CLU] Had a feeling you'd be here.
[laughs]
The cycles haven't been kind, have they?
[Quips]
No, you don't look so bad.
I did everything . . . Everything you ever asked!
You! You promised that we would change the world . . . together. You broke your promise!
I know. I understand that now.
I took the system to its maximum potential. I created the perfect system!
The thing about perfection is that it's unknowable. It's impossible, but it's also right in front of us, all the time. You wouldn't know that because I didn't, when I created you . . . I'm sorry, CLU . . . I'm sorry.
[CLU kicks Flynn to the ground]
No! [punches CLU, Clu throws him away]
[To Quorra]
Go. [CLU advances towards Quorra] CLU! Remember what you came for.
[CLU beats up Flynn, and separates the plates, cutting off Sam and Quorra from Kevin Flynn.]
Dad!
[taking Flynn's identity disc]
You knew I'd beat you. And still you did all this. For him? [CLU realizes that he is holding Quorra's disc] No! Why?
[CLU leaps across the gap, narrowly grabbing the ledge] [to Sam]
GO!.
Quorra Sam, it's what he wants.
[Sam and Quorra activate the portal]
Goodbye, Kiddo.
[CLU climbs up, and runs toward the Portal. Kevin Flynn begins re-integration to stop him.]
NOOOO!!!
[Kevin Flynn re-integrates with CLU, the force of their detonation destroys the Grid]
Quorra [Sam and Quorra gazing at the portal ahead]
It’s how I imagine the sunrise to be.
Oh, trust me. There’s no comparison.
Quorra What’s it like?
Quorra Yeah.
Wow. I’ve never had to describe it. Warm. Radiant. [looks at her] Beautiful.